You are hurting me!

My Dragon, talk of another side, of a fog of enemies, untold, the counting remains, falling. Am I so strong that you can't kill me" frustrated"? Why can't you finish twisting me? Claw and fold the earth over me. Press and close my ribs, still my breathing and shake my capacity. Pounce upon my exhale and deny me the room to draw in life. Cast my frame before I am consumed by dust- by what I can not see, by what I can not touch, by what I feel, by what I hate, by what I fear and by what I seek. You are hurting me!