The Price Paid

What have I done? What has it cost? What have I won? I know what I’ve lost. I’ve come back empty in each hand. I’m confused. I don’t understand. my knees start to buckle. I’m losing my strength. Why am I feeling so weak? I should call out for help but it seems I forgot how to speak. I’m so heavy, getting crushed by the weight, it’s killing me. Am I being introduced to my fate. I start to fight but I fear it’s too late. everything is pulling and dragging me down. I’ve been gasping for air. It’s too much maybe I should let myself drown. I start to sink. And for a moment I don’t even think. I’ve reached the bottom and now I’m on the brink, maybe of insanity or maybe some sense my eyes shatter open and my body’s grown tense . I make a break for the light that’s luring me up to the top . I make a vow to myself to keep going , won’t let myself stop.