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Syncope

In trepidation
At the threshold of the unknown
Fighting fate
Refusing to step over the precipice
Where darkness beckons
And light waxes and wanes
Life clutches on tentatively.

Evading escape
Yet slipping out of reach
Rebelling arrest
Consumed in heart pacing spasm
With perspiring palpitation
And trembling pallor
Towards a chasm; a gulf.

Then quite by stealth
Engulfed by muffled echoes
Heaviness succumbs
Misted in blurred confusion
Overwhelmed by silence,
Before capitulation, subjection
Syncope.

Postscript:  For anyone who is affected by syncope on an ongoing basis may be interested in STARS, a charity that helps ensure that anyone presenting with unexplained loss of consciousness receives the correct diagnosis, the appropriate treatment, informed support and sign posting to the appropriate medical professional.  Further details can be found on their website http://www.stars.org.uk/.  NB:  This poem and website has no affiliation to STARS and is not meant to be a recommendation but some may find the link helpful if they so chose.

 

Comments on: "Syncope" (1)

  1. Carolyn Dellow said:

    This poem gives some clear insight for those who have not experienced any form of unconsciousness. Very descriptive and strong in emotion.

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