Blackout.

Engulfed with fear, now death is so near.

My heart is pounding, while my mind is racing.

Losing focus from dehydration my eyes roll back as I lose concentration.

Uncontrollably shaking like a pneumatic drill, oh how I feel so ill.

As tears fill my eyes I silently cry and wonder if this is what happens when you die.

Being so vulnerable is a feeling so terrible.

Once the ambulance arrives, I start coming alive.

I slur to the paramedic, ‘I am feeling sick’.

He tells me to wait, but it’s too late.

This is so surreal, all this pain I feel.

I try to remember but nothing is clear.

What has occurred is all just blurred.