A constant thinking of how the world turns
An uncontrollable need to find the answer
That need turns into obsession
The obsession then becomes overwhelming
Light begins to gather inside
Starting from the stomach
The light, though not hot nor cold
Takes your breath from you
Your limbs feel like you're swimming
And your body feels like a ton
You try to move, yet nothing happens
A pressure begins to subside
You begin to panic
Like a horrible nightmare, you dream
Death stares at you
Jolted awake, panicked and sweating