Breathe in once, twice, repeat.
Forced to continue this monotonous existence that was aparently my life.
Neither in light or complete darkness.
A misty shadow.
A figure in a flame.
Mere blurs of my surrounding.
Drip after drip not aware of time,
apart from a leaking something, somewhere. Not there nor here.
But what is here?
Where am I?
Who am I?
Pointless questions continuously repeating their way across my mind. The only thing I can control. The only thing I want to stop.
YOU ARE READING
Existence
Mystery / ThrillerShe doesn't know. She will never know. But she must. If to know. Is to escape.
