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Oblivion

Silent and Dark Not sure if I'm breathing, Are my eyes open?... No one else is here... No one I can see.       Darkness... Nothing, but darkness, No noises coming from elsewhere, No noises coming from me... Am I breathing? I can't move to feel around... Am I standing? I try to sigh To make a noise, But I can't I struggle and try to move, But nothing happens... My body tingles, but remains still... I try to scream, but my mouth dares not utter, As if thinks it ought not to. Am I dying? Am I already dead? Try as I might, nothing happens...      I am not dreaming...      I know that I am awake                 And I am afraid... Finally, I sit up with a start, Nearly screaming,           Close to crying,                    My body aching... I've just escaped the terrible Grip, That only by analogy,               Can be described:         Sleep Paralysis...                  Is like                Oblivion...
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Written by
aisling
Published
Apr 30, 2014
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I've had troubles with sleep paralysis for quite a while. When I wake up like that, I listen to Myuuji's: Scent Of Night to help me calm back down...

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#dream#fear#sleep#darkness#emotional
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