Breathing Counts
Location
Pulling
Pushing
Shoving
The inner depths of my brain are bearing nothing but torture
I am becoming a slave
A slave to my own mind
Every thought that goes through takes my breath away
It takes my breath away to a place unknown
My breathing is barely there
The thoughts come through more
My breathing has completely stopped
Laying in the world above
No listening
No hearing
No smelling
No touching
Just the thoughts and insights of everything around me
Soon the trigger will be pulled
I will be hauled back into the unbearing world
I will be taken to the place of no light
Darkness will surround me and everything in between
Practicing to awaken
I will not achieve.