Disclaimer: I don't own HP
Breath
I had never really contemplated the effort involved in breathing. I had thought of it's simplicity. The simple motions of drawing in air and releasing it out. I never thought that my body could be broken like this. I never thought I could forget how to breath. I never realised how I depended on the action.
It's essence was my soul, my life. Without it my existence would be void.
Now as I lay struggling on the bathroom floor. I can feel every pain staking breath.
The crush of bone and lung.
The pain rips through me, gravitating from my centre. The sticky blood flows freely from my chest and screams echo in the background. My shirt is as drenched as the floor. However it's crimson colour is starting to mingle with the water sounding me. It spreads out like a cloud, slowly the particles are joining together in a murky spiral. My body is cold from the water running over the tiles. I would shiver but none of that matters right now.
All I can think about is the pain and the fear.
The fear that my lungs will give out.
My throat feels tight and inside I ache from effort of each single breath. They feel staggered and weak. The oxygen isn't enough.
Images blur and I know I am loosing the battle.
I feel as if I am drowning, gasping desperately trying to stay awake. My mind fights to remind my body how to breath, how to keep me alive. I feel dizzy and I know I am loosing control.
Even as the pain withdraws from my chest, I still struggle to keep breathing. As arms lift me off the damp floor, I loose my breath. I want to scream at the loss. I yearn for the air to keep me alive. My lungs are burning and the spots at the edge of my vision take over.
In mere moments I know I will pass out, and I fear I won't wake up this time.
There are to many things I regret and too many things I have yet to achieve.
I knew I was going to die but I never thought it would be like this. I never thought it would because I had failed to draw breath. A simple action, my body refused to do. I was gone, passing from this world and into the next.
I feared for not only myself but for my family. They would pay the price of my action. They would end up as breathless as me.
Suddenly my throat constricted with the ache of my heart, knocking me into the darkness of the unknown.