Uncontrolable Water~October 8th, 2006

Sometimes you have to wonder......

I am Trapped.

Stuck in a claustrophobic room.

To small to stand: to move: to breathe

I am Stuck.

The anxiety rushes through my veins

and I lose my self control.

I am Struggling.

These cords that bind me rip into my skin.

I lash out to escape but I lay broken.

I am Paralyzed.

In the room that will take my life

and i hear the water begin to surge.

I am Cold.

The water slowly begins to attack this room.

It pierces and steams against my skin.

The anxiety is dripping with panic

as the water drifts into my ears.

I am Deaf.

My screams have become muted

even to my own ears

and the rushing water becomes louder.

I am Afraid.

My heart beats faster than the sinuous liquid.

My muscles become tense

and burn in the bitter flood.

I am Drowning.

I take one last filling breath of precious air

before i get taken under the sheet of wet silk.

The panic transforms into dread, terror, and loss.

I am Losing.

I strike my fists into the wall

a vain attempt for a single breath

 

a war against something so peaceful

and yet so deadly.

My lungs begin to convulse.

Gasping with a closed mouth.

Thrashing for one last chance.

I will die here.

In this room.

My lungs give in to the taunting

and i breathe in the evil that has captured me.

It smolders my throat, my nose, my eyes.

I cough the water

deeper into my lungs.

The sting is more painful

than the ripping cord digging deeper

into my soggy skin.

I am Fading.

I begin to sink.

Falling to the ground.

Soaked from the inside.

Drifting to the bottom.

My Mind begins to fog: to fade: to die.

a salty tear is lost

in the dark drench.

and a single body coasting on the bottom

of a claustrophobic room.