Last Breath

Trying hard to free myself from the hands that's trying to suffocate me
I realize all i have is myself
All who would listen to me is myself .
All i would say would stay back in this room
I can feel my struggle to take in the breath
I can feel the force that's not letting me breath
I realize before i try to run out the room ends..
Its even more smaller than a mustard seed..
In this small space all i can sense is the small space
Between my consciousness and unconsciousness
And that small space i know is all mine which
Fails to exist even for a fraction of a second
Everything else is just not me , just not mine...
I still wish i could take a proper deep breath
Without this struggle , without the heaviness of
Those hands trying to suffocate me
I still wished i could go back to that fraction of
A second that was all mine ........