The darkness closes in
It gets closer and closer,
Faster and faster,
My breathing gets shallower and shallower,
More desperate.
The sweat sticks the clothes to my body,
Collapsed in a heap on the stone cold floor,
The smell of disinfectant fills the air,
But itâ??s still dirty.
I try to scream for help, but no voice comes,
I scream and scream silent words,
Tears of anger roll down my face,
Stinging on my cheeks.
My heads spinning with images fit for a nightmare,
Iâ??m burning to touch,
Yet Iâ??m covered in goose-bumps ,
And shiver after shiver races across my skin.
I feel the lumps rise up in my throat,
The nausea runs through me.
Like a violent wave crashing onto the shore,
I feel the badness leave my body.
Itâ??s finished. Slowly light re-enters my watery eyes.
My breathing slows. Heart beating a calmer, rhythmic, beat.
The desperation is replaced by guilt.
Disgust with my self.
