Just Cave In

Laying on my bed, I am staring at the ceiling. I imagine it slowly coming down on me. I’m breathing in half time, waiting to be crushed. With my hands resting on my bare stomach, warm thoughts rush through the visions kept behind my eyes. Things that can not be controlled. My hands slide up towards my heart, I feel it beating, I feel the steadiness. My ceiling is at arms length by now. I can feel it, I lay wanting to be crushed.