September 29, 2015

I Never Opened My Eyes

I had... a dream, where when I became fully conscious, there were tears pooled in the recess of my eye and laced in my eyelashes. I was weak from my heart pounding so ferociously that I could barely move my arms. I found myself breathing quickly and deeply, wanting to calm down the allegretto drumming in my chest. It took a while to soothe the frightened thing that was, as if, trying to claw its way out of the cage that was me and run off to somewhere else safe. It finally did, and I drifted off into darkness.