Asthma The Hell

Gasping for breath, air at a loss, nothing but torture from my lungs,
hearing the wheezing, the chest pain ensues, that which can be, but now eludes.

I cough, i gag and nothing does help, only that which comes another chest beating whelp,
I beg for air as time goes by, tick tock, tick tock, the sounds of the clock, escaping my life my soul floating away, a silhouette forms on the side of me, a demon with prickly lil hairs on his head, grabs at me and takes me to hell, a place of torture, horrors and pain, screaming, and gnashing of teeth, from the whips with spikes and chains.

I cry to the heavens but none do hear, as once more my heart beats, and i am awake i am sure, breathing deeply as the meds kick in, thanks God for the life I wouldn't have without him.