Lead me to the brim

" . . . where my breaking point is thin, you try to pull me in like fire in the wind . . "

Mitch sighed and drew in another shaky breath. His hands couldn't stop shaking and his head was spinning.
"Mitch? You in there?" asked the person he least wanted to see. He tried to control his breathing and tried to answer the best he could, but nothing came out. "Mitch..?!" His friend asked more worried and scared than the last time.
"I..I'll...be out in...a minute.." Mitch answered in between breaths. Minutes passed before Mitch heard footsteps wall away from the door.
"Well, shit" He thought to himself. That was the last thing he remembered before be passed out.

[ a bittersweet Scomiche story. Song: Valentine by Pentatonix ]
Cover by: --pentaholic