it was bright.
the lights shined on me as i cracked my eyes open after waking.
the fantasy of living my life as a regular vanished as i realized where i was.
again.
almost did i escape in my own mind,
as if my body traveled inside of my dreaming imagination.
then i feel a sudden sharp pain shooting up my arm,
unsure as i wished i could go back to that place.
the place where i felt safe.
laying there on the hard bed,
no numbers to inform me of the time,
rude abruptions of pain and discomfort leaving me emotionless.
as i lay there. wide awake. allowing it.
wishing i could go back to that place.
the vivid lights started to slow everything around me.
i packed my things,
rehearsing my disintegrating welcome.
and then i woke up.
