a state of delirium.

It's like you're hungry for something that doesn't exist in your head. Your own eyes cannot see past the reflection of your memories. The strength and determination that held you in their grip long enough are setting you free so you're nothing but a fragile creature, drowning in an endless ocean of blackness. You reach for the surface but you're being pulled down even deeper. Deeper till the light is dark enough for you to see past the distant once-colorful orbs that hover over your head. You scream, but nothing comes out. The silence terrifies you so you only convince yourself you're dreaming. An endless bad dream. You close your eyes and ask yourself to wake up. Everything is silent and for a moment you assume it's all back to normal, that you're safe again, so, you open your eyes to realize that you're sinking deeper. Drowning farther in, but you had your eyes closed for a while and it all went by too fast for it to register in your head. Blind. You reach out but you're paralyzed, you're heavy. Sinking deeper. The hard shells cut you deep so now the water is stained with painful dark red drops. You're fascinated by the mixture you see before your eyes. Threads of your own blood wrap themselves around you. Suffocating you, forcing your guts out so you're empty and hollow fills you up inside. You're buried beneath all the fears you've known and for once your eyes remain firmly shut. Forever. But there's still this voice in your head screaming for you to wake up. It's a state of delirium.