Oxygen is around me, but it won't reach my lungs.
I look at my hands and I don't recognize them. They tremble with uncontrollable force that's not my own.
My chest filled with ache, from a pain that's been surfaced.
My war within, but not in my body; In a place too dark to remember.
A boy trembles and shakes alone.
I reach my hand out and he just looks up. He's untrusting and skeptical that'll it'll all be okay.
A man that's fighting to hold it together. With his...