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Cold shower in the dark

“If I can’t see it, it won’t hurt me”

The water is running, cold.
I see nothing
Just black.
No light, no information;
Stranded within the density of the 4th dimension.
Everything is possible within the nothingness
I don't want to see whatever's coming
If I can't see it, it won't hurt me
I can't see anyway...

It's cold.
Something smells of paint thinner - I can barely breathe
It's so thick.
I feel rushing air on my face; choppy, crisp;
impacting with my face yet skating on my pores
But nothing else.
I've plunged into this and I don't know how deep.
I'm paralyzed, suspended within the absence
No x
or y
No end either;
Well, I'll never know until it comes.
Crying, whimpering, muscles tightened -
clenched.
Freezing, waiting, stomach swirling -
frantically.
I think I'm falling but
I can't even see where from..
--wait,
I'm choking...
The water won't stop,
I c- I can't...
I can't breathe...
Holy fuck,
I'm drowning...
I'M DROWING!!
OH FUCK... FUCK.
FUUUCCKK!!!!


I'M FUCKING DROWING!!!!!!


I CAN'T SEE SHIT!!
HELP!!!! HELP!!!!
HHEEEEEELLLLLP!!!!!!
































































































p l e a s e ...



















































HUH! AWK! GAK!!--

I CAN'T BREATHE...
I CAN'T FUCKING BREATHE...
AH-HAHAHA... Ah-Haha...
AAAAAAAHHHHHHH--












The water is running, cold.
I see nothing,




Just black.

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