50. Colson

FIFTY

COLSON

The voices are back again.

Only they’re different from the last ones. Before they were very chaotic but also collected. To the point, maybe, is a better way to describe it.

I’m awake, my senses in a tizzy. Except for my sight. I haven’t opened my eyes yet and have no plan in doing so anytime soon.

I like being in the black where my body is insignificant. Where I can hide. Where I don’t have to face my demons and fuck-ups. But, shit, I want to see Violet. I want to open my eyes and have the brown-eyed-beauty I’ve fallen in love with staring back at me.

Only I can’t find the familiarity of her voice in what I hear, so I reach for the darkness instead.

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