The pressure in my chest isn’t even coming from within me.
It's weighing on top of me.
Compelled with the feeling of being over exasperated.
I can't even sigh.

I'm afraid.
I feel smothered.

There are voices or vibrations of sounds around me.
Afraid & too shy to speak.
They're smooth blending sounds are almost like whispers.
The words are felt, not spoken.
Their presence is intimidating.

Suggestively telling me,
“This will be your last breath.”

Lead by faith my kindred spirit fearlessly absorbs the endless amount and array of colors shining off every aura surrounding me.

The haze of blended colors seem like they're the only memories of mine that got set on "loop”.
Defining & distinguishing the infinite and unconditional love that belongs to, Only me & mines.
....” My Kids.”...

Shades of blacks and greys are suddenly covering the colors in my mind.
Am I awake?
Am I desperately seeking the light in my darkest state of mind?

My silence is screaming into a dark abyss....