The pressure is familiar weighing heavily on my chest and feelings. Happening at least two times in the past. One left me flat on my back with tubes coming out of everywhere with various colors flowing. The second one was the worst place I’ve ever been.
Pushed again into the darkest area of my psyche. No hand or footholds to help me out and I started to cry uncontrollably for no real reason.
Then they came in like what spirits might do. I only guess of course but very different from the last time. Gaining control of my heaving they seemed not to see or hear me when I tried to introduce myself.
So I’m alone again falling deeper into myself without any hope of coming out of it. Now they’re translucent and disappearing. Losing track of time days melting together with only one line left.
© 2015 Michael Yost 04/25
Just what I feel too…….