The jaw clenches, the
neck tenses, the forehead tightens, hands shake. Breathing becomes shallow,
scarce, and trembling. The mind’s shaky, dizzy, blurry, as the world begins to
melt. Palms become sweaty, head heats up. Is that light real? Those blacks
spots? I feel like passing out, but I won’t. Chest is tight and I feel like I’m
drowning. Every joint shocks and tingles with pain. The storm builds up within
me.
All of my senses
become overloaded as I forget my extremities. I get sucked into my head, sucked
so far back that my eyes become tunnels as I dwell in the darkness. My vision
begins to blur as I don’t know whether I’m going to faint or explode. I want to
wake up from this dream.
Finally, the
adrenaline begins to dissipate, my muscles begin to relax, as a wave of
exhaustion - both mental and physical - crashes over me. Is it over? Was any of
it even real? I lay down, tired and stunned. My eyes are wide open, jaw
dropped. ‘Go to sleep,’ I tell myself. With double vision, my eyelids begin to
slowly close until, finally, I shut down and go to sleep.
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