Born Yesterday

Born Yesterday(Conan Cavanagh) Born Yesterday
by bbbb

Led here, motionless, watching the world pass me by. This soft focus realm surrounds me, traps me.
She visited me again today. The young woman I forget her name, she holds my hand tells me everything will be alright kisses me on the forehead. She cried in front of me before I wanted to comfort her but didn't know what to say my throat closed up rendering me silent. My body aches sweat dripping across my forehead, dripping down my chin. My tight chest only enables me to draw short breaths. Gasping for air, all alone no one by my side. I gaze at the walls, the pictures that hang from them slanted at an angle, my mind wandering off thinking of the good times. It feels like I’ve been ill for an eternity I can't remember the last time I walked outside heard the birds singing took a deep breath of fresh air, stood back and watched the world go about its day. I can't remember what life is like out there in the open that sense of freedom the belief that anything is possible. Day after day strapped to this bed every day feeling even worse than the previous. Why me? Why am I like this? Is this a punishment?
I try to flex my fingers but my stiff joints cause me agony I feel awful my heart racing and my head pounding trying to keep up. Everything is spinning around me, my mind a haze. I want to be sick but my body is empty I feel dry inside no bodily fluids left. This pain builds up every day, I've lost track of what day it is now I think it's a Tuesday all the days seem to submerge into one. One long nightmare. A never ending nightmare.
The pain enhances and heightens throughout the course of the day. At times it's unbearable whilst other times it fades but it never goes, it stays with me lingering in the corner of the room waiting to pounce once again. Life is a struggle the only relief I get is when the man visits. He clears my pain, he allows me to be able to sleep. Sleep is bliss, my mind and body can shut down, evade life's miseries and tortures. In my sleep no one can hurt me. I close my eyes and imagine me on the swings gliding back and forth my straw like hair swaying in the summer breeze.
I take a deep breaths as the man arrives, he enters the room brushes his fingers through my hair I’m shivering I wait for the relief, waiting for him to ease the pain. He flicks a switch beside me I’m unsure as to what it does, I can hear crying from outside the room it sounds like the young woman. The man leaves as I close my eyes. The door closes, I feel a new sensation, my body clear of pain I free at last I’ve been taken out of my restraints anything is possible. Feel at ease the warmth entices me to sleep .I close my eyes it feels like a huge blanket has been wrapped around me.