3 August 2012
A fantasy world I wish to live. I fall onto a soft cloud. To tired to move I close my eyes.
A slight breeze caresses my skin as I open my eyes.
In a world of vivid colors and tranquility.
The only place where I'm left alone to wander. My only sanctuary in time of strain.
The grass soft and silky against my bare feet. My dress blows in the slight breeze.
A stream runs over a pebbled ground. Crystal clear water that soothes any pain I have.
Trees that shade me when I'm sick. Good place to take a nap. Their branches hide me.
Fruit for when I'm hungry. Different types, colors, and sizes. Flavors from sour to sweet.
I could stay here forever but the the sun sets in paradise. My eyes close yet again.
I'm back in my room strapped down to the bed. The drugs wear off and I begin to scream.
The door is pushed open and four people in white suits come in. One of them has a shot in his hand.
I feel a sharp pain in my left arm. I see the needle piercing my arm at the elbow. My vein is popping out from my struggle.
As the drug starts to works my body relaxes. My eyes become glazed over and I slip into my sanctuary once again.
Sanctuary • Opuss № I