Fog. All of it was unclear. The road was lost. The purpose was lost. It hurt to think, to analyse. Who? What? Where? How? Why? Hazy questions with far away answers.
A light flickering in the background fails to shed sense on the situation. Silhouettes danced and prayed to a forgotten god of old.
Pain and blurry vision. The eyes played gamed. The world turned and turned with no intentions. Voices came and went. Ideas were something of the past. There was no future, no time. Only the now, only the essence.
Dreams and reality mixed and drove reason into madness. The road kept blinking and changing directions. Madness reigned and then there was only darkness.
Sweet, unadulterated darkness. Without light there was no pain. Without reason there were no regrets. The fog helped and crystallised what clarity could have been but was not meant.
Laughter and tears were forgotten and the moment, that fleeting yet eternal moment reigned on.
Forever and a second lasted exactly the same. Relativity ruled while darkness reigned.
But the fog could not last forever. The cruel reality of life had to return as drugs dispersed and left the system. The brain blinked and covered its imaginary eyes for it did not want to wake up.
A moment in forever, lost the minute the eyes opened to the light of the hospital room.
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