ostrichrider

"If I told you what I was, Would you turn your back on me? And if I seem dangerous, Would you be scared? I get the feeling just because, Everything I touch isn’t dark enough If this problem lies in me” The intrusive medical jargon of the doctors tending to him barely penetrated the dull throbbing in his skull, the rush of blood through his veins magnified a hundredfold and whatever was happening around him—the bright lights shone into lifeless eyes as one of the trainers repeated a question he had no want of answering at the moment, the vague feel of his flak vest being stripped off his shoulders which he offered no resist