Writing #1

Venture up with eyes closed, steady breath: hold.
Lights struggling through the nights cold
gasping in the depths of tree top ghosts.

Thickness surrounds, overbearing in it's grasp
Quickening visions of white flags pass.
Claustrophobia. Feeling desperate, touching it, but separate.

Heart beats. Offbeat? Cardiac arrhythmia.
This isn't even happening, unconvincingly I'm tellin' her.
Pulsing drums grow louder. Volume overpowers.

Suddenly- light.
Outshine the north star, damn that's bright.
but brighter still, brilliant even, overshadowing the star that illuminates my world.

It's all there. Naked, eloquent, and truthful.
Quit lying to yourself. Don't be a fool! You don't see this?
Envelopes, develops. I need to pick nits. Nit pick? Get serious.

Eyes open. All things dark below.
Left alone surprised. A lonesome fellow.
Sudden displacement of reality. Disappearance of what I knew.

Unbelievable, I can't believe it.
Dumbfounded, painfully deceived.
A total replacement of what I had once believed.

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Trying something new. I don't write at all, but recently have become inspired by a friend to test the waters. It was a new, interesting feeling. I dig it.