Something’s wrong. About everything. About me. About you.
One moment, I am up on my toes. Another moment I am dead. I can see blood everywhere. The red liquid. Looks like lava.
I am smiling. I look happy. Another moment, I am drowning. I just keep moving down, deeper. It changes from blue to black to nothing. Every part of the body swells up. Slowly. Painfully. Numbness is all i feel.
I am jumping. Energy. Vigour. Power. I feel all of them. Another moment, I can’t move. I am crawling. I cannot pull myself. I am growing weak. Weaker by the moment. Under the hot sun. In the desert. It’s too bright out there. I can’t see anything. Everything’s white. And then it fades. And I sleep.
I wake up. I run. I live. There’s something awfully wrong about everything that I do. About everything that happened; happens; is happening. I am not crying. These are not my tears. My heart can’t be missing. It should be somewhere here, lying somewhere. I think I am just kinda too lazy to go look for it; find it. Another moment, I am looking for it everywhere. I can’t find it. Suffocation. Air growing thin. Temperature dropping. It’s too cool suddenly. It’s freezing. The blood. The red blood. It’s frozen now. I am brittle. Bring the hammer. Break me down.
You hit me. With a hammer. Hell, I didn’t break!
Ha, ha.