Overcoming

Colors and lights engulf me I’m choking on reds, blues, and greens. Suffocating on the Anger, Grief, and Envy of the world And of my soul. My chest is pounding As if my heart is trying to escape. I sink to my knees, Bow my head, And pray to God for this to stop. A crowd is gathering around me. Some stare, Some point, Some laugh, Some act as if I’m not even there, Engaging in conversations amongst themselves, As if my choking, My dying, Means nothing. The world around me is spinning. The crowd is a blur. I hear voices, Scoffing at my beliefs, My family; Me. I cover my ears to block them out, But it does no good. I scream until my lungs ache, Begging for this torture to stop. I shut my eyes tight And wait until the voices die out. I open my eyes to find nothing. The colors, Crowd, and Voices Are all gone. All that remains is the light Which warms me.