Saturday, August 16, 2014

Day 227

The Panic Smothered Me

I couldn't breathe.
Gasping for air
At the deepest depths of the darkest ocean
An entire planet's gravitational pull weighing on my chest.

I couldn't think.
Mining for clarity
In the center of a maze where the only exit
Is obstructed by a thousands dead ends intertwined in a drunken web,

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