Depressed illusions | blackthornedrose's Blog

The blood, thick and red traveled between my thick heeled shoes.
The vivid images came through like a sharp thunder of lightening!
The knifes, the skin,...... My bare cold dead hands on my wrist.
Yet I was still okay... I had lived. I was in the hospital... Was it just a dream.
As I began to grow dizzy, I checked my wrist before my vision became unclear......
Cuts everywhere