feeling better
I've sleept, sleept long and deep and dreamt... or have I remembered? I'm awake now.. I think.. but then why do I have this strange sensation of dreaming.
when I woke today, something was hurting my arm, I looked, it was a metal socket, I tore it out, it hurt even more for a while, bleed freely. but now it's stoppet, the hole is closing.
Either, I'm dreaming or remembering, still not sure. I seeing... a person, with long hair, elusive, undefinable, gray, he stand at the edge of my perception, I can just sense him there, but then he's gone when I turn or I catch just a glimps of him turning a corner or doorway and gone when I get there.
is he mocking me or beconing me???
There's a boy there too or a little dog, or both.. or neighter, every now and then I seem him, sitting at the floor, looking at me. he smiles at me, something stirs inside me, but also I feel very sad, I cry, wetness lash my cheeks.
and there are the others, shapes in the shadows, voices murmuring, machines chattering, the shadows reach for me, trying to string me up, control me. but I deny them.
oh, there he is again, just by the staircase in the hall, I think he's beckoning me, I must hurry.
when I woke today, something was hurting my arm, I looked, it was a metal socket, I tore it out, it hurt even more for a while, bleed freely. but now it's stoppet, the hole is closing.
Either, I'm dreaming or remembering, still not sure. I seeing... a person, with long hair, elusive, undefinable, gray, he stand at the edge of my perception, I can just sense him there, but then he's gone when I turn or I catch just a glimps of him turning a corner or doorway and gone when I get there.
is he mocking me or beconing me???
There's a boy there too or a little dog, or both.. or neighter, every now and then I seem him, sitting at the floor, looking at me. he smiles at me, something stirs inside me, but also I feel very sad, I cry, wetness lash my cheeks.
and there are the others, shapes in the shadows, voices murmuring, machines chattering, the shadows reach for me, trying to string me up, control me. but I deny them.
oh, there he is again, just by the staircase in the hall, I think he's beckoning me, I must hurry.