Today I Died a Little Inside, Again

 Today I died a little inside, again.

I went to the salon.

I don't wanna be dramatic, but I think that is what death looks like.
The signs were there.

My heartbeat skyrocketed, it went really rapid,
fast, and rapid, and fast.
Then somewhere, something went beep-beep,
I swear I heard it.

The biggest sign was the lack of oxygen in my lungs,
Residual Volume = 0.

I can't breathe.
Wait,

Then I saw myself from somewhere far up, or was it far below?

Next I think I got lost somewhere.
Don't remember;
For how long?
Where'd I go?
What brought me back?

Am I back?
Or. Am. I. Still. There?
Where is there?

I don't remember much but,
I think a second later someone shoved a rock down my throat.
I think it was a rock,
I'm not sure what it was,
Tasted like pennies somehow.

I smell antiseptic, and...
something pricks,
something...hurts.

It's okay now,
I'm back.
On borrowed time, of course!

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