In My Head?
I don’t know how long I’ve been here.
It’s dark. That’s all I can say about it.
No windows. No light. No sound.
The room is damp. Always is.
I don’t know how long I’ve been in here.
My mind swirls and flares.
The wet smell holds my nose.
How would the world look without eyelids?
I think I already know.
I don’t know how long I’ve been in here.
My mind calls me.
“Lora.. Lora…. LORA…”
I don’t really know how to answer.
I think there used to be someone else.
I don’t know what he looks like.
How could I? It’s dark.
He called out me everyday.
“Lora..? Lora..?”
I would answer.
“M#z#l#…?”
Why can’t I remember his name..?
He calls for me.
“Lora… Lora…”
I don’t know how long I’ve been in here.
It’s dark.
He calls… but it’s not him I know it’s not.
He stopped calling a while ago.
He calls again.
“Lora..? Lora…?”
I don’t answer. Why should I?
It’s all in my head.
“Lora? Lora?!”
In my head…
“Lora..! Lora..!”
IN MY HEAD. IN MY HEAD. IN MY HEAD.
I don’t know how much more I can take.
My body sprawled out on the cold, cement floor.
They crawl all over me and prickle at my skin.
Spiders, worms, fleas..!
I don’t know. It’s to dark.
I don’t know how long I’ve been in here…
It’s to dark to tell.
Please let me out.
IN MY HEAD. IN MY HEAD. IN MY HEAD…
