I find it hard to breathe, as if someone is behind me, with two hands around my neck.
Each day their grip tightens, slowly but surely.
I know deep down that I am getting close to a point of no return.
Even if the path was opened for me, I don't possses the DESIRE to walk back.
Or is it POWER that I lack?
POWER.... CONTROL?
The POWER to CONTROL, or CONTROL over the POWER that I have?
I feel so weak.
Man.....it's getting harder to breathe.....
Whose hands are these around my neck?
They look so familiar.
I had a bad dream last night, those hands were the tightest they had ever been, my face bent over a black endless abyss of water.
Gasping, struggling to breathe, a faint light flashed above me.
For a second there was an image of someone behind me.
I saw my bloodshot fear stricken eyes, saliva hanging down from my mouth swaying side to side as my body reacted violently.
Those hands, they looked familiar.
That face, it smiled so joyously.
It looked so familiar.
Is that.....