Rebirth

Here’s a shot glass full of story that I wrote at 1 in the morning and in about 20 minutes
See if you can guess what it’s about

Darkness… complete and consuming…
Then a fire, rage and hunger growing… taking shape…
It fills me, courses through my… veins…
Desire… the fire blazes and in that blaze I am shot out like ash back into the… darkness.
My eyes are open, but I can’t see anything…
Where… I lift my arms… but they go nowhere… I can move but I can’t move…
Then it hits me… The memories flood back… Mom… School… Sherry… but Something’s missing… Like a movie with no sound…
Movies…
Wait, there’s something else missing. Is it a sound?
I need to get out…need to escape…
A feeling?
But… I… can’t… MOVE
The rage releases itself and I lash out
Through the wall and into
Soft
Again
Again
Again
Again
The soft covers my head and fills my mouth
It swallows me up
It tastes bad
It tastes
Familiar…
Dirt
I should spit it out…
I don’t need to
Why not?
I fight
Crawling
Upwards
The hunger takes its form
I burst through
I hear them
I feel the air
I see…
Light
I hear
A drumming
All around me
But not in me
I want it
In me
I need it
In me
Blood

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