Haze

He reaches out
Voice cracking into the silence
But no one answers.

Breath shallow
Chest tightens
Panic takes hold.

The walls close in around him
Everything feels fragile
Like it could shatter at any moment
But deep inside
He always knew
This was bound to come.

Staggering down the hallway
His feet drag as he searches
Eyes darting into each room
"Not here," he whispers
As time slips through his fingers.

He needs it now
More than ever before.

It seemed within reach
But as the seconds fade
It drifts further into the haze.