Every night since that near-miss you had on the M25, you've had the same dream.
You wake up when that bleach-and-death hospital smell hits your nose, hooked to several beeping and blinking machines with no-one else in sight. It feels so real until you catch a glimpse of your reflection on one of the monitors and see how broken and distorted your body looks.
All of a sudden you can feel your legs, broken and crooked as they are, and you're on your feet before you can fully comprehend how you're even able to stand. Then you're running through stark white hallways with cheerful photos of flowers and medical charts plastered across the walls.
Following the exit signs you find yourself slowly walking towards those wide open doors. You're never quite sure why you walk at this point and why every inch of you screams that you should be quieter, be smaller and be quicker and just get out before you are seen.
And it always ends the same - your feet brush the threshold and countless arms haul you back in.
Not tonight though, tonight you're going to try to fight back.
Tonight you leave for good.
You wake up when that bleach-and-death hospital smell hits your nose, hooked to several beeping and blinking machines with no-one else in sight. It feels so real until you catch a glimpse of your reflection on one of the monitors and see how broken and distorted your body looks.
All of a sudden you can feel your legs, broken and crooked as they are, and you're on your feet before you can fully comprehend how you're even able to stand. Then you're running through stark white hallways with cheerful photos of flowers and medical charts plastered across the walls.
Following the exit signs you find yourself slowly walking towards those wide open doors. You're never quite sure why you walk at this point and why every inch of you screams that you should be quieter, be smaller and be quicker and just get out before you are seen.
And it always ends the same - your feet brush the threshold and countless arms haul you back in.
Not tonight though, tonight you're going to try to fight back.
Tonight you leave for good.
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