I am suddenly aware that my eyes are open, and have been for some time.
its dark, quiet.
The faint taste of ammonia, seeps into my mouth
I feel heavy and unable to move,
my body hasn't yet caught up.
Fear surrounds me.
I am not alone.
I am caught somewhere in between.....
The rules I follow - that keep me safe, and bound - are lost, purgatorio
I have glimpsed the operating system.
There is no need for remembering, rewinding. I am completely aware of every detail of the place .
A revisit.... A slap in the face of reality.
A visit back to a long forgotten place from many many years ago, suddenly completely clear... Back to where I left off.
These r the ones that pull me down. , my mind free from creating and ready to explore... Let the games begin.
I need the fade out, the short but so
Important time it takes to move from dream to reality.... to give your mind time to adjust, slow down.
This isn't how it is supposed to be.
The fear is becoming intense, I need water to get rid of that taste, that place. To knock me back. But I can't move.
Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 8:46 AM UTC
I am suddenly aware that my eyes are open, and have been for some time.
its dark, quiet.
The faint taste of ammonia, seeps into my mouth
I feel heavy and unable to move,
my body hasn't yet caught up.
Fear surrounds me.
I am not alone.
I am caught somewhere in between.....
The rules I follow - that keep me safe, and bound - are lost, purgatorio
I have glimpsed the operating system.
There is no need for remembering, rewinding. I am completely aware of every detail of the place .
A revisit.... A slap in the face of reality.
A visit back to a long forgotten place from many many years ago, suddenly completely clear... Back to where I left off.
These r the ones that pull me down. , my mind free from creating and ready to explore... Let the games begin.
I need the fade out, the short but so
Important time it takes to move from dream to reality.... to give your mind time to adjust, slow down.
This isn't how it is supposed to be.
The fear is becoming intense, I need water to get rid of that taste, that place. To knock me back. But I can't move.
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