Novacane
Numb, confused, lost inside this dark place. "where am I? Its so dark i can't see my
hands in front of my face." Searching his pocket he finds a lighter but no gas to power
it he sits in the corner miserable, just then he flips the lighter again it clicks some parts
of the room are now visible. Relief: heart filled and suddenly the cloud of darkness
slightly lifts cracks of the floor can be seen, music is faintly heard pushing a happy
sound up from the seams. Anger: the party is downstairs and no one has come to
rescue him, cloud expands a little and the room grows dim.... Realization: its an
emotional cloud one he put over himself to protect feelings from ever being harmed
again, fully equipped with happy he pushes the dark cloud back with eagerness times
ten. Gone: the cloud is no more as he wakes up from a coma caused by emotional
distress, family all around his hospital bed his first words "what a mess." Pain
sadness anger jealousy and other emotions have been pushed into the dark reccess
of the mind where they belong, substituted by happiness love and care these are the
feelings that should have been shown all along.