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Sessions with a shadow memory.

Trying to breathe.
Screaming for help.
Crying for death.
Pleading for a savior.
Gagging on my memories.
Grasping my control closer.
Its slowly slipping away.
He's winning again.
I hold on for one second longer.
Suddenly my strength wains and drops away.
His memory won.
It takes over my mind like a fast moving cancer.
I lose all control of my thoughts.
All that's left is his memory.
Everything else becomes a black void.
The only color is the memories flashing before me.
My body is jerking.
Mouth open gasping forbreath that won't come.
Eyes closed to block out the pictures.
They still come though.
Finally my mind gives in.
Lets the memories flood my eyes.
The tears slip silently down my ravaged face.
As my body moves in the memory.
My lips mime the screams.
Evey now and then one escapes.
Hands thrown up to block this shadow memory.
Slowly my mind slips back in.
His memory backs out.
Its tortured me enough for one session.
My body becomes still.
Suddenly its wracked with sobs.
I hystericaly scream, cry, and shake.
Suddenly I get calm.
The sobs become silent tears again.
I'm getting control again.
I've made it thorugh.
Made it through another shadow memory session.



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  • zeroabyss
    September 16

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    I can't help but picture a fish foreseeing its own death on a regular basis, as if it could sleep anddream of a terrible horror to come, and be powerless against it.

    (im strange and interpit all croked thoughted and stuff,sorry )