Something in the Way

I'm breathing in but my lungs aren't working,
Trying to scream but no one can hear me.
I am in flames.. Burning from the inside.
No one is listening.
In the world all alone, tonight I make my escape.
Swallowing my freedom one at a time..
Ten..twelve..fifteen..twenty...lucky number twenty seven.
I sit back and stare at the wall.

"Take another drink to calm the nerves"
No one knows me better than myself.
What a terrible creature to understand.
Breath slowly, something in the way.
I fall into darkness.
How humbling it is.. This void I've entered
No sound, no pressure, no pain
Just freedom.

They say when you go you see a bright light
Or a montage of your existence
Some even say you see angels.
For me it was nothing more than a realization.
All this time I had been fighting to breath,
When really breathing was just something in the way.

Nothing in my way anymore.. Only freedom.