I can't breathe..................................

I cannot. It seems the air is thin, as though, I'm gripping whatever I can hold onto and the terrifying realization that I'm failing. That time isn't on my side. The suffocation is overbearing, frustrating, life seems to be ebbing out of me at every passing moment. I'm ceasing to be.


Is this a symbolic death? Am I on the verge of a new life? Or is this real annihilation of the person and the body that I am? or, is it merely hysteria?? a virtual panic attack?

I'm scared. Scared of what was, what is and what will be.