I’ve crawled.
I’ve clawed my way out.
Feel like I’m barely coming up for air.

I’ve screamed so loud in silence.
I’ve begged and pleaded.
Still barely breathing.

And it seems I’m just invisible.
A reflection of nothing there,
A ghost as thin as air.

Wondering if I’ve ever really been or am I just a

Dream.

A figment of my imagination
Or somebody else’s creation.

But I can hear myself breathing.

I

Feel the blood beating through my veins.
Is there any life inside of me?
Does any flicker of light remain?