Through all of the laughter, the crying, the despair. I can feel myself anxiously moving back and forth in my chair, listening to the music calming my soul. I snap back into reality. The bell, ringing in my ear with the voice of a head minister yelling "get up! It's time to go!" But it's all a daze, I'm not mentally in my body. I can see through my body, I see my empty body sitting in a desk, drool falling from my plump lips. A teacher snapping her fingers in my face to get me to awake, watching her wristwatch counting down the seconds until her next class arrives. I tell myself to run but suddenly my feet don't work. I return back to my body, waking up in an unfamiliar environment, with pointy sticks in my arms with long tubes of medication flowing into my veins.
Now, I'm comfortably numb. I feel no pain as of this moment, but now, for the rest of eternity I can watch down on all of my sins and do as I please. As they lay me to rest, six feet under the surface I sleep, for the rest of time.
