Mind Heart Soul

Plastic Bag

I'm stuck in this plastic bag that's been tied up and there's only a little more air left

Each breath I take leads me closer to my death but I'm not afraid

I'm not afraid

For it was me who tied up this bag in the first place leaving just enough air for my final thoughts

My final thoughts

What are they?

I don't know but it's the not knowing that always entranced me

My mind's spinning in a million directions thinking about what to think

I guess this suits me

My final moments in this dreadful bag being full of chaos

One more breath and I'm gone

A light as air plastic bag tumbles onto the streets. The world stops and all that is left is this plastic bag and the life that was once in it.