The Blinding Light

Oh blinding light
How I miss your bright
My mama told me once
That with you I could dance

Oh blinding light
Warn me of your presence
For in it is a random play
How I miss your shade of grey

Oh blinding light
I didn't see your sight
And now I miss the smile
You gave me as a child

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I woke up, accompanied by the ringing sound in my ears. It seemed to echo in the dark, filling the empty space of the room. I looked around, trying to adjust my eyes to the darkness, but no light was to be seen whatsoever.

There was silence. It was deafening. I could feel the pounding on my chest, it being my heartbeat. The more my breath hitched, the louder it seemed to get. I had to get away.

I felt the rope tightened around my both wrists, behind the chair. It's going to leave a mark, I thought. I didn't struggle, I knew all too well the consequences. You never know when someone's watching you.

I can't remember if I wanted to ask who's there. I didn't. Even if I did, I would not have gotten me any chance of escaping at all.

It was only my numbness and I. but, of course, I wasn't guilty about the situation I got myself adhered in for the most of my teenage years. I loved the thrill of it.

***

Light came through. My eyes hurt. I tried to open them, but I only saw black - it was like looking inside my soul, searching for a glimmer of hope. My eyes still hurt. I was batting my eyelashes, trying to recover until the blinding light appeared again.

- I woke up to my mum opening the door slowly, making sure she didn't wake me up before the song. I slightly opened my eyes, looking at her closely.

She didn't notice I was awake. I tried to keep my grin together. She walked over to the windows and pulled my baby blue curtains apart, the blinding light coming through.

"Wake up Paulie..." She sang to me. "Wake up my sweet daisy Paulie..."

I sat up on the bed yawning. "I'm awake mum!" I was laughing, wearing my huge little smile. She turned to me, smiling at me wholeheartedly and whispered,

"I love you Paulie."

"I love you too mum."

-

The light was coming through a door on the other side of the room.

"I love you mum, I love you so much." I whispered under my shaky breath.

A dark, slim figure appeared in the doorway, looking at me carefully and moved his head towards his shoulders, left and right. He took a step forward, smiling as he always did - devilishly.

"Hello Paul."

"Dad?"