I’m dead – my thoughts have become so slow and my eyes have dim’d lifes soothing glow.
i sense that i’ve weakened somehow and my reponces are right now are faint.
the blood in my arm seems as thought its flowing upstream.
my body waivers to and frow and balances on what i think i see.
can you remember how alive i used to be?
the weight of my concious has trippled in the last hours and mind i’m finding difficult to contain in my head.
A water rushes in my head and bashes the rocks inside, the echos of deadly waves crashing are resonating in my ears,
Can i see that place before me, to which i’ve traveld days to see?
no matter where i come this day, i know im close to home.
My shoulders are hamping my breathing and my cage is failing still.
i hide my imprefections that i feel i should fight
I hope i never again have a drink quite like this tonight.