vivid dream
I'm in a room on a bed. Sitting here so still with my body sitting straight up in the middle. My short legs are laid out straight resting on the bed. My hands are resting on each thigh.
The room is dark as night all around me. I look around to see if I can find a source of light. I don't try to think where I am or what's happening right now. I just try to find a way out. Or just a way. I look down and then up. And notice lights that look like fireworks above me. My hands try to move up to where the flashy lights are. My arms and body are sluggish, everything feels so heavy. What was pulling me back? I couldn't move.
My body is sweaty. My head feels light. My arms and legs are vibrant, but they also feel like they don't exist. They don't even feel. I don't feel. I can't feel. It was happening again, one of those dreams.
Was it a dream? Or just me waking back up to my reality. The reality that I'd truly belonged to.
I began panicking mentally but couldn't physically with my breathing. I was in a chokehold with a desire to catch my breath. At the same time I was breathing just fine, but also dying. I was still trying to move but couldn't, wasn't.
Voices, whispers, yelling, they all started to come to my ears rapidly at once. Negative words were the only thing I could hear. Not a positive thing in sight. The voices increased all around me from every direction. I couldn't see where or who they were coming from. They were just there.
"Useless..."
"Pointless..."
"Nothing..."
"Nobody..."
"Freak..."
"Mistake..."
Tears started slipping down my face. Hot, burning tears that felt like hell. It was the only thing I could feel right now. The only thing I could seem to move were my eyes. They looked up to where the flashy lights were coming from which were still so vivid. Not moving towards me one bit. Still stuck in the darkness.
The only thing I could thing to do was scream.
I opened my mouth which was hard to do but I managed to do so. And out came a horrible sound. Like the sound of the devils child. And the same time that unbearable sound came out, another scream came from behind me.
"End yourself!"
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A/N: very short chapter, but can anyone relate?
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