frozen'

since mence was gay enough to blog abt something that scary on his blog
guess i could afford too, but mine aint nothing like scary.
its the frozen predicament.

its late at night. i know what's coming up.
i couldn't control myself, i napped in the afternoon.
i know i shouldn't be sleeping when im not tired
shouldn't be lying around wasting time.
but i've got enough, im stuck being lazy, and i only wish now
if i could drift into a dreamless sleep.

time ticked by, im occasionally comforted by the tossing and turning of my brother.
he couldn't sleep. heh, at least i've got company in this dark night.
looking at the corner of a kite, hidden behind my study desk.
gosh! was that a ghostly hood? or maybe that creaking noise...
maybe the noise's from a death grip which clung onto my bed?
maybe im next? maybe i erm... er...
calmness overwhelmed me.
my my eyelids gave way, they were meeting each other, finally.
but this feeling, is hurting me.
all is TOO serene, all is SILENT.
the moment my eyelids matched, my eyes burst open.
i could feel all my muscles tensing up, my sight was hazy.
UgH.! i tried to force the air stuck in my lungs out
a pointless attempt to resume time.
no. wait ouch no wait. is this the feeling of dying. am i... leaving the world, now?
not now... not now... i begged with him, not now, not now....
there wasn't a him, but i was still begging, i tried to move my limbs.
i could feel them, they were pinned to the bed.
frozen solid, frozen to bits. a mold of metal had encased me
i suffocated, i couldnt move, couldnt breathe.
let me out... i've got to live!
my words spilled out as perspiration, my mouth never moved the inch.
with sheer determination, i broke through my encasement.
i sat, muscles still tensed, on my bed.
my head was throbbing.
a stream of perspiration trickled down my face
welling up momentarily on my chin, and drops.
it was... a dream? was it real?
my shirt was soaked wet, my mind unrest.
i dont know i didn't know.
all i wanted was to rest my head.
but
it felt wrong, again.
it felt familiarly wrong, like how i just did before.
unseen hands stretched from my pillow, pulling slowly, yet surely.
they were sinking me into the torment again, this time, head first.
as the softness of the pillow splashed at my head.
i was chained up yet again, the tormenting chains burnt my skin
i was drowned again in the horror
my bones and organs crushed by the sheer pressure.
clutching my chest, i prepared an invest.
summoning everything left, i threw in all i had.
focusing my will like a sharpened spear
burst the bubble of fear, surfaced from the grimy lake
i was shaken, gasping for air and groping for my watch, i glanced at the time.
its merely 2 in the morning, the fight is over, my defense was guaranteed.
really truly in peace this time, i drifted off into heavenly sleep.