Just Breathe (IN EDITING)

Blood

* 3 weeks later*
I am going to die.

I know right here in this very moment I am going to die.

How could anyone live?

I can't breathe I can't breathe I can't breathe.

The pain is filling my body and the air is so thin, so very thin.

Is it still there? Am I still here?

People are screaming but I can barely hear it

Because the earth is turning like a merry-go-round but something is wrong

Because there is no happy music as the people around me turn blurry and my cheeks feel wet from tears I didn't know had spilled.

I can't breathe I can't breathe I can't breathe

Why are people screaming? Why can't I understand them? Am I screaming?

I think I'm screaming oh god I can't stop

I'm screaming and choking on sorrow and dust and I can't stop

I'm going to collapse because the pain is filling my body, I'm drowning in my tears

and I can't make the thin air fill my lungs like they should.

Why is everything spinning

why do I feel like I'm going to break when all I want to do is run.

I want to run out of this room that is laced with the smell of metal, the smell of blood.

His blood.

I hear banging on the door, more screaming

I don't think it's me this time because my vision is getting fuzzy and my legs are turning numb

I can still see my hands even though the world is spinning like a poisoned Carousel.

They're red and dripping

Dripping with the blood that wouldn't stop spilling

I tried so hard I tried so hard

It. Wouldn't. Stop. Spilling

It's my fault everything is my fault. I should have stopped it from spilling

I Should Have Stopped It From Spilling

I'm choking and sputtering for air but I swear it's disappeared

It's all gone, it's just gone, he's gone

I'm going to die because I can't survive in a spinning world. Where the smell of metal is making my head heavy.

My legs are shaking and the walls are turning faster,faster,faster

I think I stopped screaming but my throat burns, the room is loud so loud and fuzzy.

I can't breathe I can't breathe I can't breathe

And I think it's because it hurts too bad to even try

Everything is so heavy and I just want to stop trying

He stopped trying to live so why should I try to breathe

So I stop.

"PHIL"

Someone I don't recognize calls out

The ground is rushing towards me and the world is turning black

He's dead

Maybe I will be to.

*present day*