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A needle
pierces me
all over.
Ten needles.
Or one needle
ten times.
Either way,
The world goes
dark.
Wrapped in
old darkness,
I have space
to think.
To sort out
what's real
and what's not.
Not much is real—
I realise.
Barely anything
happened.
I'll wake up again,
sitting in my armchair
waiting for medicine time.
Tammie will be
leaning against me,
her foul breath
on my cheek,
reminding me
of the past.
The days
will repeat themselves.
People I barely know
will leave,
people I get to know
will also leave.
The days will pass
like this.
Neverending.
No one disappointed me,
it was my own expectations
that let me down.
I killed Tammie
again.
That afternoon
in my room,
just before O Levels,
she betrayed me.
I was hallucinating.
I keep hallucinating—
that's why I'm so tiring to be with.
I can't tell
what's real.
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