Sand fills my body, leaving me heavy...
The curtains behind my eyes are drawn closed, abruptly shutting out the world.
The air seems thick around me,
like pea soup fog as it streams through me and into me.
Low whispers echo through my ears...
repeating, warning, beckoning...
I want to crawl out from beneath this cloud.
It's inside of me, beneath my crawling skin.
A black hole that is swallowing me.
My fingers are clawing frantically at the air.
Grasping for something, anything...
My own voice is growing louder.
No...I resist this...I am more...
Open your eyes...OPEN your eyes...Open your EYES!
The Weekly Ramble
9 hours ago