Vivid
Go...
As the momentum builds, the world turns black
Voices and movement swirl around
But there is no consciousness of what is happening outside of my body
All faculties are irreversibly drawn to the deep, dark pain
Concentration wholeheartedly directed to the task at hand
In between times I verbally remind myself, "I can do this!"
And then breathe, just breathe
Soon it all escalates to a roar
The world is dead to me
The hurt, all that matters
And out of this raging, searing pain
She comes
Plopped onto my chest
The most vivid, coherent image I've seen in hours
Bringing with her relief and peace and pure brilliant joy
Stop.
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