Fiction: The Light

fiction the light. A picture of a light effect

I can feel the blood rushing to my head pulsating in my ears like a marching band as I lie down. The world swims in and out of focus as I strain to stay lucid focusing with all my might. Sounds are distorted, muffled cries ebbing away into the distance and then everything blurs in front of me. Colours merging like wet paint running down the canvas. What is happening to me? I try to talk but my mouth has become disconnected from my brain and the words aren’t coming out right.  Hello, hello can you hear me is anyone there?

I know the answer but I ask anyway imploring, anyone, someone to reply. But they won’t. There isn’t anyone to reply and the pulsating in my ears is getting louder and faster.  The faster it goes the quicker it is pulling me under drowning me in its beat and sweeping me along with its rhythmic tune

I can’t keep my eyes open anymore. I can feel it’s grip tightening and I succumb to emptiness and take my rest in the bosom of darkness. And there I stay. Comforted by the vast nothingness that fills the void where I lay. Just nothing but me and deep dark nothing.

But the pulsating rhythm is still there. Refusing to let me be. It’s changing. A swooshing sound now but it’s still there. It’s methodical beat providing the soundtrack to my escape into the darkness whilst arousing me from the slumber I fell into.

Suddenly the darkness isn’t so comforting and the beat is speeding up. The swoosh sound of the tune increasing becoming more frantic as I take in where I am. I can’t see anything there is nothing. I can’t see and the nothingness is taking my breath away and suffocating me to the melody in my head. I turn my head looking, searching for something, anything but there nothing. How do you escape nothing can you out run it? Can I even move? I need to go, to run away now.  Faster, I need to be faster, I need to leave this place but I don’t even how I ended up here.

Help me please I’m screaming now but the sounds have faded into the dark already, extinguished instantly. I feel the fire roar from deep inside me setting my whole body alight. My senses screaming with the sensation, my body screaming to be let free. I drop to my knees to think, I need to think. I put my hands to my head and prepare to fight. I lift my head and turn my face above and I let it out. All of it.  And it keeps coming, every bit of raw emotion expelled in my quest to be free.  But I can’t be free. I am broken and I belong to the darkness.

My eyelids flutter as they succumb, the last part of me still fighting and then I see it.

Thanks for reading. I seem to be a bit obsessed about fighting my way out of the dark recently don’t I but as I lie in bed falling asleep these are the random thoughts going through my head before I fall asleep. I would love to know if this connected with you in anyway and how? Or if you think it needs any improvement at all. I am always open to constructive feedback 🙂
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  1. This is such a gripping piece of writing. I was so drawn in and felt breathless along with you. I want to know what happens next! That is my only criticism!! Thank you for linking to Prose for Thought x

  2. Oh gosh this is so descriptive and it really drew me in. I was really captivated by it and I found myself reading it at great pace, as it drew me further into. I would love to know what she? Is trying to escape and indeed she is able to escape of course. I look forward to reading more.xx #KCACOLS

  3. Gripped Tracey, really well written. It actually reminded me of when I came too after an operation and I took ages to come round from the anesthetic. Reading alot of what you had written took me back there and my fight inside to shake it off. I’d love to read more of where it led with you.

  4. You have the makings of a real suspense here. I hope you are going to continue. Will we get to find out! Thanks for joining #KCACOLS and do come back with more of your lovely posts next Sunday. Nickyx

  5. Gripped from start to finish with a need to know more! Goodness felt like I was in there feeling and experiencing everything! Fantastic Post!

  6. Well written. I am visiting from the comment you left on my guest post on Thank you for linking this post love it!

  7. Wow, right from the first line, I could feel my heart speed up. I was waiting for ‘The End’; for you to find resolution… brilliantly written #prose4t

  8. That is quite intense and had me hooked, I wanted to read more. I love the way you draw me into your writing.

  9. powerful! and very gripping! I feel that perhaps we all have these feelings sometimes of not being heard – I like the undertone of the message and your writing is brilliant! #KCACOLS

  10. Gosh, that’s amazing! I really enjoyed it! I need more now though lol. #KCACOL

  11. Gosh, this is intense, I could feel myself getting slightly breathless as I read on! Brilliant! #prose4t

  12. What comes next…!? I’m hooked and would like to know how the story goes. And I really wondered what the fight was against – was the protagonist in water, waking up from anaesthetic….very engaging! #Prose4T