30 Second Nightmare
I see these things but no one believes me I see them, I see them right now.
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I see these things but no one believes me I see them, I see them right now.
#worldsapart. In the care home,. I am left,. For hours on end,. In my bed where I am kept,. I cannot talk,. I had a stroke,. Moved in here,. My family couldn't cope,. Rehabilitation didn't work,.
My world is spinning all around. I close my eyes and then i drown. I use to lay in bed with my own sweat and tears. I knew my life was over. I knew i was down and out.
I'm sick of being scared of being sick. The constant worry of an anxious mind, 'Is it just a cold or is it something worse?' 'Is it just that I ate too much or is it that it was dodgy.
Here I am laying in paralytic sleep. Unable to come out of this unknown deep. When shall I awake, I do not know. So here I lay, imprisoned in comatose.
Her vision faded. As it did so, she caught a final glimpse of the blonde haired, blue eyed boy she called her love.
I can hear you mummy. When you talk out loud I know we haven't met yet But I hope I make you proud. Mummy why are you crying. Do I make you sad. Is it something that I done. Did I make you mad.
My names Glen and my girlfriend cut off my Knob. It took her two weeks, it was a hell of a job. I've had it sowed back now but I'm still in so much pain.
Chapter Ten All Over Again " I should probably move out and never come back" Said Cher. "No you can't!" yelled Cristina. "But I'm causing problems for you and your sister Daniela.
#emotion #loss (true story, written in the view of my parents, many, many years ago.). Sitting in the hospital, upon a satin bed,. Where, once again, the camera took a picture of your head,.
#emotion #euphoria @wolfie Back in August, the 23rd I'm sure most of you know of my foot I was in loads of pain and was terribly scared But stayed as calm as I could.
A silent trap ensnared my life, my head felt pulverised, a stolen voice and lifeless limbs, left me perplexed and paralysed. I sat in frightened endless wait confused and petrified.
~Back to Resme now~ All I could hear around me was loud beeping, I tried opening my eyes but they where tightly shut, once they opened I saw Sam looking at me with a wide grin on his face, "Resme!?"...
Well they encourage your complete cooperation. Send you roses when they think you need to smile.
There was a sadness in his eyes, though it's depth could not be seen. Freedom only found in sleep, to sleep, a chance to dream. To sail on open waters, to fly amongst the stars.
Part 9 Now I remember who he was. He was the one who was about to pick up Danny from the party after what happened with Tristan. "Josh can you hear me?" she says one last time despretly.
-I lay here in bed looking at my wrist, I see vains. It's not bad, not worse than me being in pain. - I wish I could get better by the days, But instead I have to go to the doctor to get x-rays.
Today, I am sad. Nine months ago, mum called, over the moon. Today, I held little Ellie in my arms. Too cold. To frail.
As I sit here outside, I see a little boy in the fields playing football with his friends.
I would like to point out if you have read my previous Opuss's , 13th Of The 13 Pt.1 and Pt.2, they were set in the year 2013, but this part of the series, 14th Of The 14 is set in 2014, a year after...
Now I'm not ususlly one for writing gory poetry, but I must stress, if you are easily disturbed by this sort of thing, please don't read on, as this is something that has ACTUALLY happened to me,...
You back-peddle. There is always that moment where you stop. Even if just for a second, you stand beside yourself and try to figure out if it's too late to go back.
2070 January 15: Hospital A crack of light shone through Saaci's tightly shut eyelids. He attempted to bat away the light source, but found his arms were trapped, held down by bindings.
Chapt 7, part 1, Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Is all I heard for the next few days. My heartbeat. The steady rhythmic beat of my heart. Doctors and nurses fuss over me.