Surrounded, encircled, bounded, enclosed…I cannot move from my place of confinement. It is a small space, crowded with minuscule, hardly visible lightning flashes, synapses flashing across the gap and sending a silent scream to reverberate, echoing endlessly in this enclosed, bounded, encircled, bulbous space.
I am trapped in my head. I want to scream, “Let me out!” Ah, but my mouth obeys the hardly visible lightning flashes that like a neon light flashes endlessly, NO! NO! NO!
My eyes will not open…again the synapses flash across the gap, and though my lashes flutter, my eyes remain closed, and though I draw breath and exhale through my nose I can hear nothing. Like my mouth, my ears are closed.
I cannot see, hear or smell, if I have hands I am not aware of them or of a body even…LET Me OUT…I scream silently.
No one hears me…I am encircled, bounded and completely enclosed.
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