My pulse is beating at a rapid pace. Moisture drips from my forehead like a heavy waterfall.
My throat is dry and slightly appeased from my own sweat. My stomach is double knotted and throbbing.
My exposed skin is seared and sizzling with discomfort. I feel like I have not moved a muscle for hours.
My position is unknown and must remain so. This is my hell and I’m burning alive.
My legs are exhausted and cannot be felt. I am paralyzed on the outside, I cannot move but can feel every ounce of pain.
My insides are very much alive and moving about. They toss and turn to let me know I am still alive.
When I am at my weakest moment and at the very bottom this is how I feel.