my first and last

smoke enhabits my air starved lungs
as a tingly numb feeling invades me
Like my blood has become carbonated
With little bubbles that rise up
To poke at my skin

The whole world starts to vibrate
In tiny fast jerks back and forth
I started laughing and fall on my back
The whole world turned into a bubble
Like the atmosphere shrunk down to the point of making me claustrophobic
I felt hot
I desperately wanted to break free
Only seconds went by
I felt like I had been trapped
for half an hour
for days
time didnt exist
When I tried to control my voice
I heard echoes
of what was a spacy cry for help

My life was made up of pulses
Everything was in rhythm
My whole existence was in beats
It was to quiet
The silence was so loud
last thing i remember
"never again"