“And I find it kind of funny,
I find it kind of sad,
The dreams in which I’m dying
are the best I’ve ever had,
I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take
When things just go in circles it’s a very, very
Mad world”
Mad world
Tears for fears
“Mi, Mia! Stay
awake!” Emmet yelled in
my ear as my head began to drift off again into nothingness. His voice brought
me back to earth and I opened my eyes and smiled up into his face. Other nurses
and doctors now also buzzed around me wrapping more and more bandages around my
arm as the blood soaked through them but somehow I managed to block them out,
they didn’t matter as much as Emmet. Realizing
I had sank back into Emmet I tried to wedge myself up again but my heavy body
didn‘t want to move.
“Relax baby.” Emmet said gently as I struggled to move again“I’m not going to hurt you.”
“I am more worried about destroying your clothes, bloods a bitch to get
out.” I smiled at him
blinking heavily as my eye lids became almost imposable to open.
“Don’t worry about my clothes, they are really old anyway.” Emmet said gently rubbing the top half of my body
roughly as I closed my eyes against his chest again.
I didn’t care if I died
there and then. In fact it would be perfect if I died. It was a sad dream but
the only one I really ever had these days. All I ever wanted to do was die. My
life was sad and depressing and never brought me all that much comfort. It
would be a dream come true to die warm and in the arms of a friend.
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