Losing

Heavy swollen eye-lids,
A lurch in the stomach,
An urge to vomit.
Clogged brain,
weak limbs---tottering.
Hands grope for support.......
The body collapses.
Hiding,supressing cries and sobs,
A choked gurgle escapes.
Deflected by the Blur......
It rebounds and echoes in my empty mind.
Trapped by the unfeeling,inhuman Blur.
The iron maiden is extracting the life,
falling behind in the race is Death.
Depressed.dejected,...................faltering.
Dying.