i feel the
blood flowing through my body, pumping the last remaining oxygen. the
electrical impulses of thoughts become slower. no one knows i'm here. the skin
on my face swells, and i see that i've blushed from the side. i count seconds
as if i've never done it before. where are the passing memories and the light
at the end of the tunnel? for the first time in my life, i feel the fear of darkness,
in which, it seemed to me, i lived before, but it turns out it was just
twilight. i want to laugh again.
in the
morning, when i wake up with tears on my cheeks, i'll hear soft footsteps and
cheerful laughter.
