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I posted this a while ago and then deleted it, cus it got a bit...odd.

So I've cut all that bit and starting again.

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Here, today, I opened my eyes....I have found something in the darkness behind the closed lids that I no longer wish to view.

But, when upon my eyes fluttered gently to a squinting stare, yet still all that I can see is the dark.

For a long time I did stare, unmoving, unyielding to my fear.

[A night passes]

Thoughts spiral and twist across my emaciated consciousness...deprived of ecstasy for so long, it takes long hours to remember even if I still exist.

What is this emptiness which calls me back to the stupor?

my head....it hurts.....

[Another Night]

...I stretch a knurled finger outward and scrape it gently against something rough, but yielding to the gentle pressure...slowly, as muscles long atrophied begin to feel a resurgence of energy flowing faster, urging it forward...I wonder how long has it been...my memories are empty, as though a thief in the night has come into my being and robbed my fragile mind of all its images once held in posterity...I baulk at lost thoughts of joy and wonder....I sense the utter loss of my life before the now that I have become...but still, the tangible essence slips irritatingly past the periphery of my vision...more pain...

[Night Passes Again]

...the throbbing subsides and I gather my thoughts again.....more pain now, reaching along my arm like an ice cold rivulet of water slowly caressing its way between empty folicles and lumpy scars, until it reaches what must be my elbow and there, a blossoming explosion of pain brings my hand alive into a fist which rapidily begins to flex its fingers to a sound...odd though it is to my ears? No, not ears, not sound, but the vibration of long siezed joints creaking through my body...I allow the hand to relax and it falls with a muffled thud....

[Time passes]

...how much, I cannot tell....I should move, but this lethargy asks me why? for what reason have I to take myself from this confine and back out into the world?

I can feel the heat of the day, can almost beleive that the sun still shines upon me...but alas, it is only the burning fire of my newly awakened nervous system which drags my tired soul back from its reverie...

an itching sensation...sharp, yet tempered to a dull ache by the somewhat enjoyable realisation that I have missed being a part of the world, as a lover would welcome back a faithful partner, so do I welcome the resurgence of my blood, tingling gently now as it moves inexorably toward the reaches of my limbs...

[Grateful, Night Comes]

...lost in the moments, it is some time before I recover my compusure to continue my deliberations...

[It is Dark Once More]