I need to breathe

I fear the muscles and tendons and organs are closing in on me

Almost like I’m drowning

But more like the weight of the moist soil suffocating me

Underground

With the worms and the fossils

Ancient bones that tell so many stories

Sometimes my bones feel ancient too

And brittle

But they tell no stories

They are just too weak from holding up my flesh

This useless body of flesh that has so many functions

Yet why is it still so hard to breathe?

I can feel them working

My lungs

They heat up the air and push life into my body

Yet they cannot force the pressure off my heart

Let them burst

Let the air flow into the crevices of my body

Cooling my muscles

Relieving my heart