A sudden crescendo of dizziness,
no- more like a huge head rush;
Face goes numb.
Legs feel weak,
hands appear to be miles away,
cold sweat. Can't focus.
Unable to breathe comfortably.
Do I even still have a pulse?
Am I dreaming?

Everything starts slipping into Void;

Everything blurs together, slows down, echos...
first motions, then colors, finally sounds
and then there's the overwhelming urge the sleep.
To close my eyes and just let it all go.
To drift off.. as if downstream..
down the river of experience.

I fitfully try to think to myself:
is this how it feels to die?
Am I dying? Am I already dead?
Am I dreaming?
Have I been my whole life?
Am I waking up?

The calmest panic I've ever known:

I willingly let go
and slip downstream into nothingness,
but I keep snapping out of it;
So far, anyway.

Maybe my purpose is yet incomplete;
maybe I'm taking it too personally
maybe I'm just lucky,
or maybe I'm insane.

In any case,
Death can be such a tease.