Wake up from a dead sleep
So many thoughts I can’t grasp one
No breath
Feeling I’m going to split apart
Gulping for air
Fear
The smallest I can go
Arms wrapped around my self
Knees tightly into chest
Nothing slows
The speed of every impulse rushing through
So fast it may just disappear
The fog of everything and nothing
Sickness rises
From a dream? From life?
Try to count
Try to focus
Try to pray
Lose track of the mantra I cling to, to tie me down
Muscles armour, the shell protecting the insides from coming out
Smaller still
Jaw so tightly clenched, small moans escape
Inside the skull deafening screams fill the void
In the darkness I wait for the light to return
Standing Still at the Speed of Light 