choking

A Chapter by Katarina

I can't breath
my lungs and brittle bones feel as if
they are caving in
my throat is filled with acid
I don't see color or light anymore
I see the past and old shapes
I'm in a coma
a ongoing nightmare that I may not wake up from
the air around me is wrapping it's hands
around my neck
I want to wake up
no matter how much I scream
I can't wake up
my mom says I'm awake
I'm real
I'm here
I don't want to be
I want to be gone
over the mountain
in a cave surrounded by moist moss
I want to be in a field of lavender
but no,
not here
I don't want to be here
not where my eyes and mind and the air
deceives me
not where my senses turn against me
I want to wake up