I can't breathe
speeding through heavy traffic, weaving through and past the broken down, so fast, so blurred, I can't see.
I can't stop
grasp hope
taking hold of what lies in my face, through my fingers, slippery, like butter it slips, I juggle, struggle, like trying to grasp soap.
Help, support.
I'm trying. Can't you see I'm trying? Can't you see? I'm screaming, can't you hear me? I'm fighting, can't you feel me? Where are you? What are you? A force...
God.
Surrounded.
Space and thin air all around.
Everywhere.
Nowhere.
