It’s still alive
It was my nightmare… now it’s yours too.
We all knew that the road to the cure would be long and difficult.
We never thought that it would require us to be enslaved by doctors who want to do experiments on us. Infected people of all ages, men, women and children are now subjects to work on. Its not the fact that doctors need us to solve the riddle… It is the way they do it that makes us want to run away.
How would you feel if someone comes to you promising that you won’t feel a thing and then suddenly gives you an anesthetic injection to make sure that you can not move any part of your body except your eyes?… While taking your inside parts away from your body, hanging them on top of you? Examining your liver by holding it on their hands?… Your lugs, your intestines… Imagine the emptiness you’d feel.
It was my nightmare… now it’s yours too.
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Design by Argus Dorian | Dark Cyberpunk Artist
Story by Revna & Argus Dorian
© Decaydead 2020
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If you had a chance to leave your cell, would you use every single cell you got to grab it?
I know, I would. As a matter of fact, I did. I had to. You see, ‘normal’ can be something totally different for you than what it is to me. And that’s okay. No judgment. Neither you or I can be sure which one is right.. and why should we?
I only care if you’re happy.. Are you happy?
Does it get too much sometimes? I know it does. The pressure consumes you, anxiety is a serious enemy. Your overthinking must be killing you. Unless you’re not an overthinker and you’re just practical… right? Where does your practice keep getting you? Do you get the results you’re craving? I hope you do.
Are you comfortable enough in your skin? In your clothes? In your family? Does your house feel like home?
Don’t answer to me. I don’t need to hear it. You do. They say, be careful of what you’re thinking because it is that one step before action. What are you thinking.. I wonder. No worries.
I will keep this secret of yours if you keep mine… come closer…
I know, I would. As a matter of fact, I did. I had to. You see, ‘normal’ can be something totally different for you than what it is to me. And that’s okay. No judgment. Neither you or I can be sure which one is right.. and why should we?
I only care if you’re happy.. Are you happy? Does it get too much sometimes? I know it does. The pressure consumes you, anxiety is a serious enemy. Your overthinking must be killing you. Unless you’re not an overthinker and you’re just practical… right? Where does your practice keep getting you? Do you get the results you’re craving? I hope you do.
Are you comfortable enough in your skin? In your clothes? In your family? Does your house feel like home? Don’t answer to me. I don’t need to hear it. You do. They say, be careful of what you’re thinking because it is that one step before action. What are you thinking.. I wonder. No worries.
I will keep this secret of yours if you keep mine… come closer…
