Why does my body feel so heavy? I wake up in the morning and struggle to get my body out of bed. It’s as if I’ve been dumped into a pool of liquid cement that rapidly entraps every inch of me. I’ll raise my arm and put it down after struggling to keep it held long enough. Both of my legs won’t even turn to get out of bed because of the cement trapping them.
It’s not just my body that feels like this. My mind has also been trapped and continues to sink further. Every complicated thought is clouded in a fog of grey. All I can do is think about my current situation and not much else. Every creative thought I’ve had is getting pulled into the cement as well, forever being trapped in a sea of grey.
I say that my thoughts are trapped and that’s only partially true. Thoughts that I want to make for myself are stuck in the cement. However, my mind wanders off on its own and I have no control over what it conjures. Memories of my distant past are displayed, both good and bad. Should I feel happy for my most memorable moments or sadness that I never got to create memories like those again?
My entire has been sealed inside the concrete at this point and it’s only a matter of time before my mind is next. The emotions of my past are next to fall into the cement, leaving behind nothing but a monotone grey for me to reflect on. I feel a sharp and cold feeling in my fingertips.
The last thing I see before being trapped is what I thought my future would be like. I see someone who’s had their life work in their favor. This person is full of color and optimism. That’s the last thing I see before being trapped under the cement forever.
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