Catching my breathe
I have the makings for a disaster, wrapped up inside me. All swirled up in a cloud. The thick gray rope like cloud feels almost to strangle me.I caught my breathe and inhale a sweet smell like rain.Catching my breathe once more and squirm to brake free, I feel water drip down on me.
I stop myself from any further panic as I open my eyes to see I've been dreaming. Wrapped in my sheet drenched in sweat, I wonder what happen to me?
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.