Not again…

Not here, not again…

How did I end up back in these woods, trapped in this plexiglass box…

The panic and anxious breathing instantaneously set in the moment my eyes opened, that same dauntingly hopeless feeling spiking higher with every gasping heavy breath…

These woods dark with the moonlight beaming through, illuminating every eerie shadow…

The air frigid, closing my throat with every inhaled dose…

Frantically searching for a way out, screaming for help, my mind running over the same loop, “not again, God no..not again…”…

“HELP…!”…

The supply of oxygen is becoming less and less, the atmosphere inside this prison is heavy…

I continue to panic, my heart pounding hard like a bass drum, my lungs on the verge of collapsing and my mind breaking down with the thought of giving up…

My eyes searching for You…

Searching to be saved…

Dizzying views of these woods begin to blur as I fall to the ground, nearly out of time, nearly out of strength…

Not again…

I can’t…

I can’t do this again.