-
I feel its embrace once more clutching at my mind as if overriding and dissolving my thoughts
for a moment I allow it.
chocking away at my being.
The sweet melody of the end.
Then I push violently forcing my lungs to feel the pain .
The pain envocks life back into my body ; this pain lets me know what I would lose...
once the air has finally been felt as breaths again
It's clutch on my mind slowly retracts the darkness lifts
yet it never quite fads... with the upmost patients, it waits once more.
tucked away always there welcoming me back waiting for another chance to take me.
- by Flashy_Cat |
- Non Fiction
- | Submitted on 06/08/2015 |
- Skip
- Title: last breath
- Artist: Flashy_Cat
-
Description:
What it's like to have asthma and no inhailer.
you can fight but you never quite come back the same after going threw this little dance with death for so long i get luck some times and go a few weeks without an attack here's how I'd describe it. - Date: 06/08/2015
- Tags: last breath
- Report Post
Comments (0 Comments)
No comments available ...