Walls close in silence.

Creeping with Darkness.

Suffocating my air.

My world turns to blur.


My light flickers.

My air thins.

I crumble to the ground.

To dust I go.


Recollected with strength.

Light heats to fire.

My air returns,

And my heart turns cold. 

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