It was happening...
Soon I would merge with the trees.
I knew it was truly happening because slowly, the weight of the crushing wood preventing me breathing lessened. I still couldn't breathe properly, but that didn't matter, the pain was leaving me. Blanketed by darkness, whatever was left of my vision disappeared. Now, only blackness remained, a backdrop to weird and wonderfully-coloured shapes that danced hypnotically.
Then all pain was gone, I drained into the earth, and floated in blackness amongst the tiny tendrils of life, ready to rise through the roots of trees and become one with them.