In the Pit of the Night
My breath halts
A quiet gasp escapes my lips
The bones in my chest break
My limbs quiver and shake
All feeling is lost
Panic shoots through me
I yearn for air
My lungs feel like dust
My chest full of fear
I breath again
I breathe as a infant seconds after birth
My body quakes as its need for air is slowly met
I am alive...I think