wake up.
stay still.
wonder where you are.
feel your limbs.
wait for your heartbeat.
count it.
feel your blood cruising.
your mouth dry.
start catching your breath.
feel your throat closing.
parched tongue against arid wall of teeth.
open your eyes.
as your pupils dilate and adjust to the darkness, you feel a mild throbbing at the back of your head.
savor the pain.
stay suspended in sheer stupor.
sway with the current as you try to get up.
you fail.
stay flat as numbness enfolds you.
you begin to panic.
your heart races as it tries to enervate your limp body.
it fails.
with wild eyes you try to move your arms and feet.
they fail.
your chest tightens.
you feel as it totally closes.
every muscle.
every tissue screaming for air.
you open your mouth to scream but no sound escapes.
as despair and darkness zap you of your remaining energy you utter a silent prayer inside your mind.

then you wake up.


About delamorte

Eherm... A boy with a soiled face who's spent 23 pathetic years trying to make a difference... An old man trying to talk his way out of his own cage... And the Seer who's trying to poise these two alter egos' rage... You won't find anything interesting enough in me to ask about my real life facts. Trust me, things will get more and more boring once you take that path. Disclaimer : These are just random rants and stories cooked-up out of boredom and prolonged stages of catatonia. Please feel free to troll/criticize my works, i am but a poor soul trying to find my way out of this miserable phase some of you call life, your critiques shall serve as my guiding light.
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