Ominous Flight

The movement which caught my attention
I knew I missed something.
She was there right next to me
Stronger than I
She was not wearing a mask
I felt I was puncturing the air.
My lexicals could kill
My sight could disembark
I felt a high; a physical high
She was on stilettos
Now I am waist deep in quicksand
I don't struggle to be free
I don't struggle to fly
The cushion holds me tight
I love it,
I hate it,
I take care of it,
I debate it
I don't abate it
It is me, I am it
Reality..!!!