Crush

there's something heavy
attached to the back of my head  
it lands near the base of my spine
i am fighting to hold my head up
i am fighting to hold my back straight
i am feeling my neck accordion
compacting until i hear
a crunch
i am screaming
silently
i am fighting to open my eyes
my heat is beating so quickly
there is a flash of light
darkness, calm, warmth
it is morning
i swing my legs out of bed
and look to the side
my neck cracks
and the window shakes
it is morning
i step on to the cold ground
and go