Sound
Broken record syndrome. In my mind, the same words repeat over and over
Every tick of the clock is louder than the last, loudly fleeting seconds pass
A steady ringing pierces my ears
Smell
I cannot smell. I can only imagine
What death does that body reek of?
Touch
It's sort of an exhilarating, carefree high
But at the same time, it hurts my chest
All I want to do is scream
Taste
I taste bad
Does everybody taste this bad?
What does the inside of my tongue taste like?
How many different liquids are there inside the human body?
What do they all taste like?
Sight
I see things that I don't want to see
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Random Short Stories/Poems
RandomWARNING: May be disturbing or graphic This will contain short stories and poems that I write just because! Some will be horror, some sweet, some just plain weird
