|.:Feeling/ \Drained:.| [phunke!]
Oct 24, 2010 19:30:54 GMT -5
Post by ∂αмєη on Oct 24, 2010 19:30:54 GMT -5
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This life is filled with hurt
When happiness doesn't work
Trust me and take my hand
When the lights go out you will understand
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Once my eyes open, light welcomes me. It blinds me for just a few moments, but then my eyes adjust. Pain. That's something else that welcomes me. Although, it's not a feeling I haven't felt before. I definately have felt it. Whether it's a shock of electricity from one of the power outlets, or a cut from the paper the Capitol gives to the factory workers. And then there's emotional pain. When my family left, leaving me to fend for myself, I felt that pain. And then when the words left Katie's soft lips. The soft lips that seemed to give me eternal happiness said the words that brought me here. Brought me to this world of pain.
I try and move my arm, but it only brings out a loud scream. My mind is delayed in realizing it's mine. Yes, that was definately mine. The blood in my mouth confirms that. How long have I been out of it? So long that my throat bleeds when it first makes noise. Wow, that long? The stiffness in my body proves that too. Why can't I move?
"Mr. Cooper. Are you awake?" A female voice enters the room. She has a very thick Asian accent, making it sound more like "Mista Coopah. Ah you awake?". I try to open my mouth, but more blood comes out. "Ah! Mr. Cooper. You are awake. How are you feeling?" Really. Are you kidding me? Blood is pouring out my mouth, and you are asking me if I'm okay? I'm in fucking pain! Lots of it! I fell- wait. What did I do? Last I can remember, I was standing on the cliff, with one foot over the air. I fell, that's for sure. How come I am not dead though? That was my goal. To rid the world of just another boring kid. But mainly to help rid my heart of the conflicting feelings towards Katie.
"W-what happened to me?" I manage to stutter through the blood in my mouth. It tastes weird. Definately not how I imagined the taste of blood to be like. It seems like it would be thick, like a milkshake. But it's thinner, like water, yet very metallic in taste. That's not what worries me though. The taste is nothing compared to what my mind is telling me. I like it? How could I like the taste of blood? I'm not a fucking cannibal?! Is this what the fall did to me? Screw up my brain, giving me sick thoughts that don't belong to my conscience. This definately doesn't belong to my mind.
"Ah. You fall off mountain. Hit ledge. Break many many bones. Can you lift arm?" The doctor says. It takes a while to comprehend what she said. My mind is too focused on the taste of the blood, as well as trying to decipher through her accent. So I did fall off the mountain. And there was a ledge? Where the hell did that come from? I looked down, I saw no fucking ledge. It did this to me. No wait. I did this to me. Why the hell did I do it again? Oh yeah! Katie. That's her name right? Fuck! Why can't I remember anything? Did I fall? She just said I fell right? Mr. Cooper. You fell off cliff? She said that right? I try and move my arm, but find it's stiff. Why it's stiff, I don't know. I take a glance at the doctor. Doctor? Why am I in the hospital?
My mind starts falling apart, faster than I fell off the cliff. Cracking. No longer whole. What kept it together this long? A loud scream leaves my mouth, and more blood spurts out. I'm choking now. Yes, definately choking. That's the word right? The word I use to describe when something gets caught in my throat, preventing me from breathing? Yeah, that seems good enough. My mind seems to be searching for the glue that once kept it together. Was it the knowledge? Learning? Books? Katie? Who is Katie? Fuck. Katie was my co-worker. Yeah. I remember that much. I also remember working on those showers with her. And the coffee shop. And the kiss. I definately remember that.
Then the memories flood back. My mind pieces back together. The memories were the glue. I remember my parents. They loved me, right? Parents are supposed to love their children. No! Wait. They hated me. They left me to fend for myself. Those stupid idiots! I hope they die! Calm down Gage. If you get angry, you'll yell, and more blood will flood into your mouth. Yeah. Definately the smartest thing I can do. Calm down. I breathe in, letting air flood my lungs. Wait. Where am I? Where the fuck am I?!
I can feel the drugs enter my bloodstream. Morphling enters my system, making me drowsy immediately. My eyelids get heavy, going down. Down. Down. All the way down, until they are shut, leading me into eternal darkness.
The morphling exists my system, and I'm welcomed back into the world. My eyes adjust to the light in the room. A hospital? Why am I in a hospital? What happened? Where's Katie? Is she alright? I sure as hell hope so. Slowly, I attempt to move my arm, but a scream is all I get. My scream. Blood pours out of my mouth. Why is there blood? I cough it out, hoping to get an answer to my questions, but there is nobody in the room. Nobody will be able to hear all the things I want to say. I want to speak to Katie. Where is she? Wait. Who's Katie? Oh no. Katie is my co-worker. That one that has my heart. Yes. For sure.
Oh, how I wish she will show up.