Sunday, January 11, 2009

Flatlined Acupuncture

The needle was dug into the arm a bit too deep. My nostrils flared at an alarming rate as the poison flowed through my blood stream. I don't know why I thought breathing that fast would have saved my life, all it did was bring to light that something wasn't quite right. My mouth was sealed shut, but I felt a liquid seep through my lips. My body shook uncontrollably as I tried to pull the needle out. My arms were numb.
At that moment, all I could think of was wishing for those 2 minutes back. Those two minutes before I pierced my skin. Those two minutes before I decided to burn every bridge to recovery just to satisfy my own desires. I knew of the repercussions.
But I took the plunge.
Now I can't see and there is foam on my chest. My mind has amputated my limbs and there's no way to bandage this scar. My breathes came faster and faster as everything began to darken. With every spark of light that I was actually allowed, I looked around and saw blood. I knew it was mine. If it wasn't blood it was the broken mirrors, courtesy of myself, that were spread across the floor. I destroyed every mirror in the room. In the event I should wake up, I wanted the only shards to be on the floor where they belong. If my eyes should catch any glass, I would be looking in the right direction.
After a while, the shaking stopped and so did my heartbeat. My eyes didn't close, but my sight went completely black. I remember seeing a shadow walking away from me as it happened.
After the shadow closed the door, there was only silence.

The sun came up and my vision came back. I took the needle out and I stumbled toward the window.
Outside there was nothing. There were no breadcrumbs going back to the life before...before all of this. I didn't account for the flying rats that could ruin my path back home.
For now, there is no home for me.
I picked up the needle and put it away. As much as I hate knowing this is fact, I will need it again. Until then, I'm just waiting now.
As I was walking out the door, I saw all the broken pieces of mirror on the floor.

I was disgusted.

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