Worth?!

Claustrophobia smothers my lungs

as I attempt to drift into sleep

a nightmarish headache strangulates me

I don't wipe the sweat off my face,

Instead...

I run to you like an infant separated from its mother

ludicrous! I chide myself

he doesn't want you to...

find your legs, find your feet

humans don't need tribes

solitary we strive to the end

I should, shouldn't I? Find.

where are those feet now, I wonder

it took my mind off this narrowness eating at my chest

I can breathe somewhat in your arms

I don't need love , I don't need pity, I need honesty,...I cry

evolution is snagged here I see.

my eyes close slowly when I am with you...another few hours to die....I console myself,

just a few more, you can do this!

with a morbid cheer pat myself ...

he wants you to

and I want him ,

please....I want him desperately....

To let me