This describes the worst experience I've had with sleep paralysis. I'm not much of a writer, but because I'm too much of a thinker, writing is a necessary trade off.
With sleep paralysis, I can't describe it - it's like a series of sharp pulses, heavy in sensation. Not the pain of a migraine - it's painless in all honesty. But more forceful; more potent. And all while this happens, you can't move. You simply must wait for it to end. It's not horrific per sé - but when you experience it, it's really not something you want to remain in.
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Another late night studying
I sigh, crawling into bed
Preparing to experience
The daily onslaught that I dread
It gradually descends
Heavy, but painless
Like a ten tonne weight
Is being hooked
On my mind
Descending slowly
And thickly
Like black tar
Across a tattered road
Chloroform's twisted sibling
Rendering my mind aware;
My body chained.
I try and fight it
But who am I kidding?
Half asleep; fully exhausted
5.00 AM, I surrender.
Suddenly my
Limbs are locked;
Paralysed
All I see is black and
God I'm terrified
Like a wave it oscillates;
Briefly I'm free
But it returns, striking sharp;
I lay helplessly
The door appears to open
A heap of clothes
Resembles a demon
I tell myself it's not real
But my body still fails to feel
My mind drifts
But I remember too late
I should have stopped it;
Patiently wait
Faces appear
A child cries
A hoarse voice whispers
"You're going to die."
I tell myself it'll be over
But the faces laugh, knowing better
Inside I silently scream
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
I've been here before
It will end
It will stop
Emprisoned in my own body
The one time I wish time to fly
It is infinite; a cruel mockery
Sick continuum,
Forbidden even to cry
Worse than any nightmare
I could conjure
Because I'm living a nightmare
I can't simply wake up from
If I could run
I'd sprint like Bolt
My lips would violently tremble
But I'm still at a halt
Slowly it ebbs away
But fear runs thick in my veins
I breathe;
It's finally over
But the wave crashes once again
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