I open my mouth. Open it so wide my jaws creak. I order my lungs to draw air, now i need air, need it now. But the airways ignore me. They collapse, tighten, squeez'em and suddenly I'm breathing through a drinking straw. My mouth closes and my lips purse and all i manage is strangled croak. My hands wriggle and shake. Somewhere a dam has cracked open and a flood of cold sweat spills, drenches your body. I want to scream. I would if i could. But i have to breath to scream. ... suffocating.
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Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Hydrophobia - My Paper Panic
I open my mouth. Open it so wide my jaws creak. I order my lungs to draw air, now i need air, need it now. But the airways ignore me. They collapse, tighten, squeez'em and suddenly I'm breathing through a drinking straw. My mouth closes and my lips purse and all i manage is strangled croak. My hands wriggle and shake. Somewhere a dam has cracked open and a flood of cold sweat spills, drenches your body. I want to scream. I would if i could. But i have to breath to scream. ... suffocating.
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