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dissected

goddess, where the hell am i?
cold. this cold feeling. down my spine.
where am i?
i feel naked, but at the same time fully clothed.
my eyes are stinging. they hurt.
i try opening them and i find it difficult.
i try again and i fail again.
i try lifting myself and i realized that im tied down.
i try and listen for a clue of what could be happening but as though the world became silent there was not even the hint of a whisper.
something wasnt right. i could feel it.
i try again to open my eyes and i they open.
at least i can get one of my senses working.
i look around and i was in a room.
a white room. it looked like some sort of doctors operating room.
spoke those last two words slowly, they were filled with horror at the place where came to be at.
could it be?
i look down at myself, and i closed my eyes quickly hoping that at any minute i would be in the quite comfort of my home.
i opened them again. and dear lord. i couldnt be here. im not.
who did this to me?
i was strapped to a metal table. fully naked. and open.
as if i was a frog in bilogy i was open wide as though someone was studying me.
how could i be alive?
why am i still alive?
at that very moment all i weanted to do was die from all the blood i had obviously losed.
what do i do from here?
would my dissecters come back to procede or will they leave me here to die and eventually rot?
i didnt want to move for the fear of being heard or even all my organs falling on the floor was to great.
and then i heard it...footsteps, approaching this very room.
what do i do?
i decided to lie still.
and he approached me, and all i heard was him making some weird clicking sounds.
was he even human?
of course he was.
he had to be.
and then he touched me. he tryed opening my eyelids and i tried keeping them shut but it was useless.
he pried them open.
i looked into my attackers eyes.
and horror filled me.
who was he and were am i?
and he spoke but not in those weird clickes.
"your death is upon you. lie still and it will be all over"
i wanted to scream but my voice didnt come. did he take my voice box?
anythings possible with this one.
what do i do?
do io try and fight or.................
i felt myself getting sleepy.
and my eyelids heavy i closed them.
and then i knew it that i was dying i couldnt fight it.
and im gone.

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  • Flightless Raven
    May 15, 2007

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    hmmm....

    the imagery certainly comes to mind quite vivdly, though losed, you might want to change that to "lost" other than that, (i'm not a spelling nazi, i swaer!) this was an awesome write to read.. thankyou for entering


  • XxMysticalFantasyxX
    April 24, 2007

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    This is a great poem..a little long tho lol but I enjoyed reading it..you are very talented keep writing ..good luck!! :