Lucid

Lucid

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This is based on a dream I had. //Seconds passed, my eyes opened, I'm back on the balcony. Beads of sweat cascaded down my temple, so agonizingly slow. She reached for the cloth that was tied around her waist, and I, oblivious to the impending doom, gasped and threw out my hand, ready to yell "no", but all I let out was a dry breath from the deepest part of my lungs.//
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In my nightmares I am trapped on a mental ward. I can't move my hands without feeling the restriction of the straps. My head is as clear, no trace of the "madness." I strain against the black polyester with every ounce of strength and still I can't budge. My back hurts right to the base of my spine. Saliva is pooling in the back of my mouth. The staff have gone. I am alone. My heart pounds, ready to explode; my eyes scan left and right for signs of someone coming to help. No-one. Worn green curtains hang limp on flaking chrome rings and though the gap passers by pay me no attention at all.

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