Have you ever felt like you are breathing your last breath?
I have had.
Ten or eleven times.
And all were the same....
Firstly you panic, all those thoughts rush in your head, making you sick to your stomach.
Then it all clears out; no thoughts, no pain, no nothing.
And after that.... silence. Unending darkness. Numbness.

Pease.

But all things come to an end.

Eventually you open your eyes.
It is too noisy, too light, too alive.
You frantically close them,
begging anybody and everybody to return you to that blessed black hole.... yet nobody hears you.

So you breath again.

And it hurts to know that you do.