My world has changed.
All I see are the four walls surrounding me and they grow closer every second. I shiver, and the loneliness and dread emanate from me in waves of dark shadows. How did I get here? Is there any way out? As much as I long to escape, I’m unable to move. My body is heavy and I sink into the ground.
I drift in and out, my eyes opening and closing in languid consistency.
Someone stands above me.
“Do you know why you’re here?”
His voice comes from far away and I try to answer, but my eyes close again. When they drift open, I’m alone. Where am I? How do I escape?
The thoughts swirl around my head, chasing each other across my drifting vision. I reach out to catch them but my hand closes around nothing.
He’s back with the same question.
My mouth moves, but no sound comes out, so I shake my head.
“Do you remember what happened?
A bright light shatters my vision and I’m falling into darkness.
Someone is screaming.
I look in all directions and finally see some light coming in through a window. The screaming voice is coming from a girl kneeling by the window, rocking back and forth. I move closer and realize the window is shattered and the glass covers the ground. I’m closer now. I see a piece of glass in her hand and she’s covered in blood.
“Hey, stop doing that!” I reach forward to grab the glass.
She looks up at me and my world shatters.
My eyes open and I’m back in the room with the four walls. I feel tears falling from my eyes, dripping down my neck. I lift my arms to wipe them away and I finally see. Bandages cover both my arms but my memory has returned. Before the bandages covered them, I remember making each cut with precise dread; indelible marks that can never be forgotten.
When the man returns, I answer his question with resigned futility.
#LyricalFictionFriday is brought to us by Simply Marquessa. The lyric prompt she chose was: “I’m living in an empty room, with all the windows smashed…” from the song Walking on Broken Glass by Annie Lennox.