Failed Rescue

Can’t breathe.
Grasping at veins.
Drowning in a pool of her tears and blood.
Mind in fragments.
Entangled by nerves.
Drifting in and out of consciousness and sheol.
Peace, come!
Gather her essence, take her home.
A thud.
Peace, come!
Bind her together, mummy in tomb.
Two thuds.
Peace.
False air in her lungs.
Two thuds.
Peace, come!
Chaos. Cries.
Peace.