I breathe a breath long needed

the carpet in my room is blue,
it turns into a sea
the whiteness of my ceiling stares
a worried look at me.

and all the while - while waves arrive
and wash up on my feet
a burning light is shining bright
and burns a hole in me.

and then I look into the hole
the hole that's in my head
to see my ceiling open up
exposing me to air.

I breathe a breath long needed;
embrace the open air.

The plastic bag
Around my brain
Ripped open
From despair.