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Weeks before weeks died today. Desire not to exist. It'll still never be satisfying. I choose to go back. I strive to fail. My abnormalities goes with me. lies will never turn bright. Days seem so far. Nominate my soul but not me. My heart, my essence, all volatile and impassive. Mourning all of me without me, guilt and hurt buried in me. I'll be gone and I've a feeling it'll be under. Don't know if I'll make it to the root though.


Shit!

My head is grinding.

No pounding.

My eyes weigh a bag of rice.

Was I being reincarnated?

Wait, did I die?

No, that can't be it.

Minutes and minutes of literally trying to open my eyes, which somehow seem glued and I almost give up.

Damn my body was rock, fucking stiff.

In short everything except my nose was off duty.

At least I was breathing.

I try to force my eyes open again and guess what,

Fishes actually swim!

My head burns.

I mean hurts.

This must be a sick joke.

Waking up isn't suppose to suck.

Ok maybe it sucks but not as bad as this.

I decide to finally use my human brain and guess what, they don't work either.

I groan as I feel sharp pain from my head.

The room seems to be spinning as I try to sit up from where I laid.

I notice the oxygen being pumped into my lungs and I force the rubber stuff out my face.

I hold my head in my hands trying to minimize the pain I was feeling but it just gets worse.

What the hell was happening?

I try to scream the pain away but it feels so foreign.

I'm making effort to yell but no noise is heard.

All my ears can produce is something like a straight horn, I couldn't hear anything but this disturbing sound.

I feel a hand petting me as I try to sway the immersive pain I was feeling.

The horn in my ear finally clears but a beeping machine begins to buzz.

I'm in a very dizzy state now and I hold my head groaning, wanting all these to disappear.

I instantly feel a sharp pain on my arm Like I'm being injected but I'm already in too much pain to object.

Slowly, my body gradually weakens and my eyes threaten to close shut.

I want to fight this but... Sleep... I'm too..  Sleep... Sleepy



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