Hospice Part 2Nothingness.More Like This
Absence of anything.
Whatever you call it, it's what I felt.
On my knees as my vision went from dark, to light, to dark again, then back. I saw sparks, and static, and darkness, and blurs, I was nearsighted and farsighted at the same time. I had no idea where my head was, or really, where I was. I felt intoxicated whilst feeling nothing but pure adrenaline. A burning in my stomach while feeling like I am going against blizzard winds. My head was spinning. Nausea. Cold sweat. My mussels ached and I couldnt move. My eyes frozen over, I could feel the space behind my eyes want to pour out tears, but I couldnt. My vision was getting darker. Six long black tentacles- or were they wings? They arched over me. Hypnotizing me deeper into my hell-like trance. They somehow got my attention to his face. The area where his eyes should be seemed to grow darker and darker, and my vision going red. He resembled Satan. I could feel my blood turn to tar and my lungs turn to steel