Your heart pounds in your chest,
you mind struggles to keep up.
A dull ache begins,
getting harder to breathe.
Slow down, you say,
raising a hand as if that would slow everything down.
You stumble along,
struggling to keep your footing on the unsteady surface.
Down you go as your ankle twists.
As you raise your head from the ground, you realize something, you are all alone…
Your voice is carried away by the wind,
the effort to shout is meaningless.
The dull ache persists, making it a harder struggle to breathe.
Your chest feels as though you’re being crushed.
You are all alone.