The difference between the shadows
This reminded me of too much.
My throat was hot and the rest of me awkwardly cool.
It reminded me of before, before i came here.
I sat down in the corner. The room was so large it felt as if it was smothering me.
I would give anything to go back and do what needed to be done.
But it was over.
I had to forget.
So i sat here burning in my own heat.
Writhing in my own cold fire.
Waiting for the day to end so that i could escape to where i wanted to go in my dreams, only a few seconds then would feel like hours.
I needed that.
So i lay down on the carpet of the room and hoped to get some rest.
But that night i didn't rest.
Just dark shadows taunting me.
I abhorred them.
They got to me.
I was one with them.
I went back.