A little pinch.
A little wince.
Keep breathing, keep breathing.
It flowed so freely…
But contained it now be.
The task completing,
The fear now fleeting.
A few drops just to see
Am I healthy?
Unafraid and beaming
No longer silently screaming
I rise from the seat where I rose to the occasion
Standing tall and strong, only to fall without vision
From blue to then red to now possibly dead ...
