Delirium

[idiot 502]

 

The dimly lit room surrounded him, each wall calling silently to the delirium that span endlessly inside his head.

The icey boundaries loomed over him, concealing his mind from the outside world.

 

It’d been getting worse, more dreams, more hallucinations and less happiness. He’d only ever get to experience one chilling place, the inside of the seemingly endless and solitary halls.

 

 

In his shifting daydream, he’d stand there, staring down at the looming drop below him, calling for him to step forward and drop, to watch the walls bloom as the ceiling rises beyond the eye’s reach.

 

He couldn’t though, something stopped him every time, pulling him away from the temptation and the warmth of ending it all there. He could feel it, the warm embrace of the end; but he could not reach it, forever pulling away as once more, he tried to greet it.

 

He could try for what seemed like days, even weeks, but it came to the same conclusion, he’d turn, pacing off in frustration to follow the slippery ridge along the narrow and daunting crevice, waiting for the sun to rise, and for him to wake.

He was alone,

He was cold.

And he was confused.

 

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[Daisy 9735]

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