I feel like the world is shrinking around me,
Clinging like plastic against my warm skin,
Clear, I can see that the dark sky is empty,
Soon will the cracks in forever begin.
I open my mouth to scream out “Somebody!”
But plastic wrap strains too tight cross my lips.
Air that I once to for granted can’t reach me,
And hope in the form of my hands start to twist.
With my nails I claw and rip at my binding
Freeing my arms, I make the holes fatter.
And the world which once had felt so restricting,
Lies at my feet in ribbons and tatter.