Flashback: Air

My heart is caved into my chest.

I don't understand what's going on.

My breaths are short

and my eyes can't focus.

My head feels heavy

but I can't manage to lay down.

The air that you pollute my world with

is holding me in this room.

This air has clouted my brain.

I need air.

I need fresh air.

You're holding on to my dear life

with the strength of your air.

I'm trying to focus on the door nob

and coming up with a plan

to give my hand the strength

to turn the door nob.

Oh, my body is weak.

I need to crack the window

and let air into this room of rotten pollution.

My breaths are getting shorter and shorter.

I see my life fading with every breath

that you take away from me.

I'm watching myself fade into you.

I see you stealing the air that I breathe

and breathing it for me.

I lost myself in this room,

being your second soul.