8/25/19
First comes the shaking
The heads clouds deepen
Dizziness is your new reality
Four seconds
Fog seeps in
Filling every vein you possess
Seven seconds
You are moving a hundred miles per hour
But you haven't left the bed
Your limbs are dead
Like solid rock
Eleven seconds
It's the mind that is racing
And it's winning the vicious race
Fifteen seconds
The flood gates are opened
Thoughts are pouring in
Hammering the walls of the brain
Nineteen seconds
It's all in the breathing
One in...
Two out...
You are hyperventilating now
Twenty two seconds
Falling
Down deeper into nothingness
The sinking of the mind, body and soul
The deed is complete
You are gone
You are no longer
You are at
Twenty eight seconds
