Grasping for Nothing

 ...and suddenly all my air is gone,

gasping and grasping for nothing

it's not there anymore, I told it to move on.

Reeling and off balance, I feel I may fall

into the dark black precipice of (unknown)

panic welling up,  I have no one left to call.

I miss the comfort and the safety

I want to yell out into this emptiness

"Why did you have to cage me?"

Distantly blue water drip drip drips

and a clock softly tick tick ticks

Murmured thoughts seep through

"Maybe it was worth the struggle

at least then I still had you."

Then I recall times I needed him most

how my hand reached into nothing

his presence was illusion, his soul like a ghost