Pulmonary Embolism

A first hand account

Thoughts superseded by your dread
Open the paradox
alleviate the stress
Words building walls your softness looms
Odd how your eyes
becomes your tomb

I can't believe this has happened to me
It's like
The world is torn asunder
The darkness pulls me under
The scene is bleak, my vision blackened as I fight to stay awake

I won't die this way
No I won't die this way

Everything moving in slow motion
With every inch I gain,
deeper becomes the ocean
I follow sounds from the darkness forced upon me
A voice to recall,
awakened to this misery
Can't fall asleep, can't seem to breathe, can't seem to catch a break
I'm 31, life's just begun, is this my destiny?
No
I'm meant for more
I'm built for war

I can't believe this happened to me
It's like
The pain has settled now
To let me know some how
That I'm not 10 feet tall nor bullet proof
I am a mortal now

I won't die this way
I won't die this way

A demon is reaching
Pulled my lungs to the floor
The only thing to stop it
Is my will to live once more

I won't die this way