Pressure Point
BY ALICIA TAY '27
it starts off
light and fun
as if i were
floating on clouds
soaring through the skies
without a fear
the cool, fresh air
welcoming me
in the midst
of the pinkish orange skies
dark tendrils of night
creep into sight
almost unnoticeable at first
yet they rise
more and more
until i can’t ignore
i feel myself spinning
in the air
as my heart drops
to my stomach
the fear of falling
envelops me
into its menacing
grasp
as i continue to fall
the pinprick of
those orangish pink skies
becomes smaller and smaller
until it disappears completely
and all i can see
is dark
nothingness
my heart beats
faster and faster
as i try to swim upwards
back to safety
yet something holds me
back down
pulling me down
back towards the abyss
suffocating me
in its grasp
and i start to
lose sight of where i was
where am i?
who am i?
how did i get here?
fear encases me once again.