My stilnox addiction has taken a toll on me. I really should have seen this coming. But i didn't know how to stop it. I first started noticing hallucinations in December near xmas. Since then it was getting more and more vivid.
Last week, it started to get out of hand. Memories of dreams were blending in with reality and i had trouble telling them apart.
I really thought i was going crazy for a moment. Or had a brain tumor.
Then came Wednesday night.
The lace was beautiful Shimmery and intense, yet gentle and kind. It was beautiful. And i was appreciating them with some ladies. There was at least one lady and the rest were little girls. We talked and giggled. They were beside my bed and in the shelves.
and then the dreams. The rapes. The bloodied and swollen bodies, the beaten up faces and the despair I felt as I held them close, wiping their faces and comforting them as far as I could.
How does one wake up from that and be okay?
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