Strangled Secrets

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Pressure building behind doe eyes 

Brows furrow, I want to scream

But can't make a sound...

Everything spinning, stable objects- now shifting

the sound of constant, but switching low growls

as wolves run 'round, how did they find me here?

Darkness moving in, greenery withering to black shriveled sap

earth, now a liquid as I sink in

it's thickness like a murky ebony swamp

Chest tightens

a strangled sound

gasping, reaching, nothing there

eyes struggle to see, as it swallows me whole

alone... shivering, cold

no one is coming

there's no one who knows