29 September 2012
Pound
Pound
Pound
A pounding Deep in my head Beating my brain Steadily, it treads
I can't focus It's drumming too loud Inviting a grieving pain Hanging as a cloud
Deeper
Louder
Harder
Becoming more distinct As pace quickens Head bobs back and forth Vision lessens
Eyes fluttering The pounding continues Fall back suddenly Become more confused
A blur
Haze
Fog
Teetering on the edge Fade Focus
Fade
F o c u s
F d a e
F s o u c
F a e d
F s c u o
Until I fade No longer on the edge I've fallen gracefully Off lives ledge
Fade, Focus • Opuss № I