Me?
I feel as if my bowels are caught in vise of which the grip has tightened by the slightest of movement...my breathing shallow and pained
my heart quickens and deafening in my ear...i am wroth with sorrow and misery that in no way is dulled in libation...the lids of my eyes grow heavy and i've no strength left
and a hammer of hardened iron pounds the crest of my
temples...Gods!!!