Enclosed in pitch darkness. Every cell in my body was entrenched with dread. Anxiety oozed out of my pores, it swims in my sweat and tears. The mattress beneath me was flooded with my being. I was melting.
take it. They dared to whisper, then I fell asleep.
I'm floating. In the depths of the blue ocean.
Considerably drowning. In the ripples and hollows of my mind, eventually swallowing me whole.
Dark and velvet, plastered with crystalline stars spread across it. I look up in wonder, through the water, like frosted glass. Smoke teases my nose, eventually tendrils of burning fire briskly biting my skin. I swim towards the heat. Suddenly, I'm thrust into the scorching storm. Tongues of flame licking and singeing my face, my arms, my legs. It screams, it wails, it cackles as if I'd eaten the apple. Gluttonously gobbling my body, my soul. I have been sold. This was not real.
Moans, cries, whimpers of loss, roars of joy. Been sent into a frenzy of ecstasy. Electric charges of elation writhe and render underneath my skin. Suffocated with satisfaction. I bribed them in the sky.
And finally,
I have been let in by the doors.
The end.
