Regret.

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Next thing I knew,
I was a captive..

I feel like my nerves are wrecked.
I lost my senses,
or so it seems..

I couldn't see through,
It was a total black out.

My skull seems to squeeze my brain tight,
it feels swollen.
I couldn't think,
at least rationally.

My pulse is throbbing painfully,
my veins seem to dilate to burst.

"Where am I?" I croaked.

My voice is worse,
from screaming for like forever.

And now my throat feels thick and sore.

My muscles are weak.

Tired.

Beaten.

I lost all my strength from fighting.

I couldn't move without hurting.

My heart is beating so loud.
The only sound I hear in this eerie silence.

It is beating so fast making it hard for me to breath.

Now I have to struggle to breath in my pathetic hope of staying adrift
even if every gulp of air is suffocating.

I am here
in this God forsaken place.
Every second is a torture as I struggle to survive.

Why do I even try?

When I already lost any reason to live.

I don't know how I got here
in this God forsaken place,

but I think I know why..

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