"Wake up."

Tingle up my spine
Evil travels windy lines
Along my back and
Front alike—

Hand reaches to my
Neck, takes the breath I
Shed shakily from
Rigid lips.

My head is pounding
Each beat sounding
through my Bones in
Echoes.

Vision fractured
Cant see past my
Fingertips, the world
is Tipping like a
Ship, back and forth
I'm losing grip—