Poeticly Speaking....
 

My Take -BMW-
Feel it approaching , prepare for battle to engage
As it squeezes tight my space with a pressure change.
My whole body aches from the invisible force.
I must face the Beast NOW there is no changing the course.
I lay still as stones not daring it to strike .
Then it lashes me anyways the pain level spikes.
It tears at my face electrical claws shred
I hear myself breathing and it hurts bad in my head.
Throbbing with each breath, beating so loud
Facing the beast inside a thick war cloud.
One on one in the fog just it and me.
I have been here I know the admission fee.
The alone isolation I am a fly trapped in a jar
Try to keep going ,the barrier wont let me get far.
I have to carry it with me, wear it like lotion .
Fight the urge to think the attaxk is even a commotion .
Realize hell is nothing more then a sensation.
In battle, facing the demon there is no imitation .
And I shake for no reason , I just shake shake shake
Its present is permanent I must take take take.