Obstruction

An emptiness creeps in
envelops my entire being,
my eyes begin to sting
as my heart sinks.
I push for epiphany,
an answer to this dilemma.

Far beyond comfort,
it's just out of reach, 
but I claw at the air.
Every muscle strains,
no sympathy for weakness.

I feel compressed,
All weight closing in,
and I lose it;
the thread, 
the image slips beyond me.

Again, the emptiness pervades,
pulling me back,
still, I am lost, 
and I welcome the sting.