It’s hard to speak while there’s lightning

Jolting through your veins,

While your heartbeat stutters

And your jaw clenches shut

~

Very little matters

When your eyes turn white

And you lose your footing  

Falling backwards through time

~

Breathing deep is a battle

As your throat narrows shut,

And theories billow into gas

Clouding the paths, out of your mind

~

When your body is anchored

To the weight of destruction,

Still you strain for the surface  

For your fill of the breeze