21.7.05

Slow death

The room swims in front of you.
You feel odd.
As if you are floating.
Your breath comes in
short gasps.
You exhale too quickly.
Something is wrong.
The room is spinning.
You can't breathe.
You struggle.
Everything seems so slow.
You begin to panic.
Your heart beats faster.
Blood is pounding in your ears.
Colours swirl.
Red.
Black.
Gray.
Spinning.
Falling.
Nothing.

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