Breathing fire is the absence of air.

One burns so hot they start to feel numb.

Everything burns, the neck, the lungs, the face, the nose,

The womb, down to the legs.

You cannot breath.

Sound is filtered, the sound of your brain starts to

Flow blood that you can hear.

Dramatic irony is allows the poison.

A web around you, a web of lies built to,

Disconnect you from the brain and space,

While the poison slowly breaks the body down.

Hallucinations, or the tapping into other planes occur.

The senses kick in to the extreme and are accelerated.

The heart starts to pound out of the chest,

The heart pounds so hard you can feel its love

So intensely that it will fight to keep all of you alive.

Spurts of pain, on and off, like a switch you can control.

Then, you surrender to fate and make a wish to be saved.

Your body is thrown in a cold room.

You can hear the murmurings of those trying to save you

You can hear the murmurings of the spirits and dead around you.You watch others come and go.

It all becomes too much, so you say a silent prayer,

You flip a coin...

To make sure you come back from the other side.