Pleading

A Poem by Maria

27/06/12 01:36 pm

the light was blinding her.
thin, wispy, white curls were dancing towards her.
the freshness of this fog, this smoke, this purity, was suffocating.
they wrapped around her wrists, legs, ankles, fingers, waist, neck, arms.
grabbing, pulling, stretching, breaking.
she's disappearing. begging.
each wants it’s own way.

please! leave me alone!