Awake
I have awakened from a deep slumber. From a place where all the walls are grey, and time slows. Dulled emotions and suffocating emptiness have glazed my eyes over too long.
A spark has started, bright, yellow, orange and red. Intensity and colour flood back. A surge of feelings, forgotten and almost alien, yet somehow, I know they define me. The chemical blinders removed.
Thunderous waves obliterate stagnant landscapes void of life. Sensations of old memory come back like walking into a familiar room that has avoided you for years. How was the door handle out of reach for so long?
Was I hibernating or sleepwalking? Either way a heavy sense of time lost or a lack of existence like a partial death weighs heavy somewhere inside, on the soul.