4 of 7
2:37 Am
Peacefully sleeping
Memory...
Morphine blissed out
Cold
Distance voice a thousand miles off
INSTANTANEOUS UNADULTERATED PAIN
no more morphine fog
surrounded in unfamiliar surroundings
Laid out on a cold metal table
jabbering masked figures
Panic...
awake
Phantom pains still burning
my own bed
4th time this week it's happened.
I used to love sleeping...
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