Synesthesia

Comatose

Everything is dark.

Darker than it used to be. Darker than the long nights where I would get a peaceful rest for hours on my bed.

It's frightening. Unconsciously, my body started to shiver.

I couldn't see a single thing even if I tried to. Strangely, it feels like I've been asleep for too long.

It seems as if I was never given the opportunity to wake up to the sound of the chirping birds for a long period of time.

The beautiful shades of yellow and green that used to be there everytime I would open my eyes as the sun would rise were no longer present.

Nothing is the same.

It's like I don't even belong here.

Here? But where am I? I, for instance, know nothing about whatever is going on right now. But, one thing is for sure.

I don't feel at home.

And in all honesty, I don't like that feeling.

A part of me wants to see those colors again. But somehow, I simply want to remain this way.

Asleep.

I couldn't properly put it in words but maybe what I'm trying to say is that my brain is wide awake. Its as if I was partly conscious of my surroundings but surely, I am still asleep.

I, myself couldn't understand the situation.

It is quite weird that I am aware of this although I could only stay this way.

Eitherway, it makes me feel content.

It's pitch black, a little blurry.

Particles can be spotted everywhere though it seems unclear if I try to focus my eyes on a particular one.

I find it quite distracting.

But it's quiet. Just the way I want it to be.

It's comforting for I am incapable of entertaining the thoughts that wander across my mind.

The only thing my heart desires at this very moment is the color that keeps me comfortable. Black. I find it quiet yet very emotional. I simply feel safe with this color. It's where I'm at now.

I have an odd feeling that there are only a few hours to keep me from the noise that have been bothering me all along. Although it feels like I've been here longer than I should be,

I'm more satisfied than ever.

Have I been resting for too long? Will I be in this condition for the rest of my life?

It's pointless to contemplate. It will only ruin the thought of what my heart has long desired.

So many emotions drowning me at once. But the darkness keeps me from those kind of thoughts.

I find it quite odd. This feeling. It's rather... strange.

Contentment in my unconscious body surrounded by the dark sounds that keep me safe.

Unaware about what happens next, I begin to question myself. Will I still be able to feel this type of security for a longer time?

I'm afraid that one day, I'd lose this little bit of happiness residing in me. Maybe I would have to open my eyes and see the colors like I used to. But do I want to?

Do I still want to?

What did I use to see? I can hardly remember. Was it as beautiful as black? Was it brighter?

Aside from the bright blue skies and the green sounds of the chirping birds, what other colors would've made me feel this kind of contentment?

I shivered even more. I found myself unstoppable.

I had no nightmares. But something is keeping me this way.

Why can't I ever feel completely contented of something when the dark-blue sounds are there to even bother?

Slowly, I started to have a feeling that I wanted to stay like this forever. I want to stay asleep...Forever...

But what would that cost?

Is it right to feel contented forever?

A part of me began to realize thaf this feeling is slowly fading away. Maybe its time.

Maybe this would never have lasted forever after all.

It all had its time. But what would be the purpose to end such a beautiful silence? Is it necessary?

And as I thought, I was right.

Things are coming to an end.

I am only about to realize what's coming for me. Maybe I'll be seeing the world as I awaken.

My hands start to shake as I felt a gentle touch on my left palm.

I never touched a hand as soft as this. I wanted to hold it. But I was only surprised.

My vision isn't as dark anymore. Everything started turning brighter, yet duller.

"It's time for you to wake up, pretty boy..."

I heard a soft voice whisper through my ear. I couldn't hear it clearly but the voice is repeatedly playing inside of my head.

It sounded like a young man about my age. But it was just something I assumed the second I heard those words.

My eyes started to twitch until they finally opened.

I heard a soft slam on the door. It left me curious.

My mind was blank. Or maybe, too many thoughts are just occuring at once.

It would probably be too much to handle.

And well, I had no words. The first thing that crossed through my mind were unconsciously said out loud.

Before I even wondered why I woke up in a bed that's not mine in a room which I assumed to be a hospital room were...

"Where's Ruby?"