after a night like that you might wake up in a coffin.
i was talking to myself again, but not really listening. i hope it wasn't anything important?
i caught myself in the middle of a statement. i remember the few words though,
"under thick smoke will cause blindness with your ears so close to the blade."
so instead of ignoring what i said (like i normally do) i sat and pondered what it is i could have meant?
after about 10 minutes or so in deep thought, playing my own voice over and over again, i started feeling very lightheaded (which is bad because i always feel a bit lightheaded)
so i layed down and closed my eyes, but when i opened them again... i was looking back at myself, i swallowed hard but the knot in my throat was to large.
i was talking... but i couldn't hear what i was saying, because over and over in my mind all i could hear was that one line!
"under thick smoke will cause blindness with your ears so close to the blade."
so i leaned a little closer and then a little closer, more and more frustrated... i shook my head and clinched my fists... infuriating non-sense and meaningless jibba jabber... i grabbed a plastic bag from behind my head and slipped it over my otherself's head.
no struggle.. no movement... no nothing... but i could still hear the words! they were still in my head.
i walked toward the door and slid it to the side, but the moment i took a step outside a light blinded me and i closed my eyes!!!
i woke up and it was dark outside.. the lights of the houses made me squint and the stars where hidden by clouds. i stood up and rubbed my eyes ran my tongue across my lips and shuddered..
the taste of blood! i spit it out, on the cement i could make out a dark crimson, my head is throbbing and my eyes aren't adjusting... i can still taste the blood in my mouth.
i zip up my jacket and turn around but when i look towards the door.... i realize that this isn't my house? this isn't my street... i'm on the otherside of town?
how did i get there? i suffered a long walk...hopefully home...(about 18 miles)
a blood vessel in my head had burst, i was bleeding from my nose and had standing blood in my eyes and ears. muffled and cold the wind chilled my burning face... but my head throbbed more and more and my limbs began to shake and go numb...limp.
i fell to my knees and placed my hands over my face. to much in pain to think of anything important, i didn't even know where i was going. so i sat there holding my head and watching blood pool on the sidewalk.
i fell three more times...twice i passed out! my shirt, my shoes, my skin.. covered in a rust color.
i bit my arm so hard it punctured the skin but i had to try to stay awake, i was drooling on my sleeve trying to will myself on to some where familiar. ]
i found yard of rocks by the side of a house i knew, where i laid down and everything went black.
i woke up and in the daylight and slipped on the slippery blood stained rocks and hit my head on a drain pipe.
i cried out at the top of my lungs, but nothing came out, it wouldn't have mattered anyway because no one was home. i stared at the clouds for what seemed like an eternity.
i breathed a deep sigh and ran my hand through my hair, which was crusted with blood, and i rolled out from beside the house.
6 1/2 hours later i found my house, i had almost forgotten the words i was saying to myself...but then i saw my body laying quietly on the floor.
i thought to myself, "i must have missed something." and then it was gone.
i caught myself in the middle of a statement. i remember the few words though,
"under thick smoke will cause blindness with your ears so close to the blade."
so instead of ignoring what i said (like i normally do) i sat and pondered what it is i could have meant?
after about 10 minutes or so in deep thought, playing my own voice over and over again, i started feeling very lightheaded (which is bad because i always feel a bit lightheaded)
so i layed down and closed my eyes, but when i opened them again... i was looking back at myself, i swallowed hard but the knot in my throat was to large.
i was talking... but i couldn't hear what i was saying, because over and over in my mind all i could hear was that one line!
"under thick smoke will cause blindness with your ears so close to the blade."
so i leaned a little closer and then a little closer, more and more frustrated... i shook my head and clinched my fists... infuriating non-sense and meaningless jibba jabber... i grabbed a plastic bag from behind my head and slipped it over my otherself's head.
no struggle.. no movement... no nothing... but i could still hear the words! they were still in my head.
i walked toward the door and slid it to the side, but the moment i took a step outside a light blinded me and i closed my eyes!!!
i woke up and it was dark outside.. the lights of the houses made me squint and the stars where hidden by clouds. i stood up and rubbed my eyes ran my tongue across my lips and shuddered..
the taste of blood! i spit it out, on the cement i could make out a dark crimson, my head is throbbing and my eyes aren't adjusting... i can still taste the blood in my mouth.
i zip up my jacket and turn around but when i look towards the door.... i realize that this isn't my house? this isn't my street... i'm on the otherside of town?
how did i get there? i suffered a long walk...hopefully home...(about 18 miles)
a blood vessel in my head had burst, i was bleeding from my nose and had standing blood in my eyes and ears. muffled and cold the wind chilled my burning face... but my head throbbed more and more and my limbs began to shake and go numb...limp.
i fell to my knees and placed my hands over my face. to much in pain to think of anything important, i didn't even know where i was going. so i sat there holding my head and watching blood pool on the sidewalk.
i fell three more times...twice i passed out! my shirt, my shoes, my skin.. covered in a rust color.
i bit my arm so hard it punctured the skin but i had to try to stay awake, i was drooling on my sleeve trying to will myself on to some where familiar. ]
i found yard of rocks by the side of a house i knew, where i laid down and everything went black.
i woke up and in the daylight and slipped on the slippery blood stained rocks and hit my head on a drain pipe.
i cried out at the top of my lungs, but nothing came out, it wouldn't have mattered anyway because no one was home. i stared at the clouds for what seemed like an eternity.
i breathed a deep sigh and ran my hand through my hair, which was crusted with blood, and i rolled out from beside the house.
6 1/2 hours later i found my house, i had almost forgotten the words i was saying to myself...but then i saw my body laying quietly on the floor.
i thought to myself, "i must have missed something." and then it was gone.