Waking.

A light fills me, it is strong and warm. Like I am reborn. 

I awake.

I steady my eyes. They have been bashed all out of focus, sent whirling around inside my head, bouncing off the interior of my skull.  

I lift myself up with unexpected ease, but it is clear I am shaken to the very core.

 

I feel light, too light. It's like being in a dream, with-out ever knowing what in the hell happened.

 

I think back, I think back.

 

I may never know what happened.

 

Stuck in this so called hell, its not hell.

Stuck in this so called heaven, it's certainly not heaven. 

 

I am awake and I don't know where I am.

The End

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