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Alive/Dying
The air is dense,
Certainly unbreathable,
But, someone else, too,
Doesn’t want me to breathe either.
For I could sense,
The grip tighten around my neck,
Effortless and mastered,
In absolute control, no matter.
I’m losing control,
Maybe I never had it,
Resistance and struggle,
They’re not going to have it.
For any moment now,
The efforts will stop,
For any moment now,
Words will be lost.
But, I can do it,
Someone tells me, I can,
Resist the choke,
For all I can.
Then, as if suddenly,
I’m catching a breath of air,
Dense, definitely scared,
Alive, but dying in the nightmare.
