The Pain

I can't breathe.

They won't let me exhale.

One more breath of this life -I am sure to die

THESE words of sharpened Bone,

 Stuck in my throat.

Please, I beg,

 "Ode To The Powers That Be,

Let me blow,

 Let me sigh,

 Let me exhale,

 These words of pain.

You have surely given unto me,

  Your gift of horror atop a luscious velvet rest.

So beguiling it looks,

 In this set.

 In this setting.

 Dearest of Lords and Ladies,

 This frock is too heavy,

 I am near to choke.

Let me go!

  I hold all,

And

 The pain grows cold...