Breathe

...The air is thick
heavy
burden to the soul
and every beat
gasps for light to flee 
from a blinding choke
It's a nightmare 
of visions
when you see 
tomorrow will never 
breathe
You suddenly recoil
to a memory
of the days when the air 
smells like the sea
playing with the shore
one painted
sunset...

Mek
Feb09

Author's Note

thoughts in the dark...