My head keeps spinning, the nots in my neck and shoulders, crawling throughout my back and infesting my muscles don't really help much with the constant almost banging noise just thumping inside the back of my head... Nagging and nagging and nagging... My fingers press to my temples, lightly massaging the bothered space in an attempt to lighten the stress, the pain coursing through my veins. I've pulled out all the glass that latched itself deep inside my body.
I can't sleep on my bed... It's too soft. After the ice... I'm still getting use to softness. When I lay in my bed, it feels as if I'll fall straight through, like it's made of marshmallow or something, just feathers. So I sleep on the floor beside my bed. With a blanket over my middle and a pillow, sometimes I don't even use a pillow. But my nightmares.... I move in my sleep. Which is why the bed was crooked, the shelves were tipped. And the lamp that was on a nightstand shattered. Causing a splatter of rippling glass waving over the floor. Of course I was still restless in my sleep, even after all that. And my moving caused the shards of see through walls to slice open my skin. It's mostly just my left side, the side closest to where the lamp shattered... But I got all of the pieces out, well most of them at least.
My forearm is resulted in being brutally held at the hand of unmercifulness, my ankle too. But even worse than both my leg and arm combined... My ribs. Even after I got the glass out its like I can still feel the stuff wedged in between my bones and scratching along their surfaces.
After I get some of my strength back, moving mostly on sheer will, my drowsy tiredness slightly fading, my feet find the floor and I bandage myself up best I can. But only after washing my multiple wounds with both water and some disinfectant, which I probably don't need but... Just to be on the safe side....
Believe me, it's doesn't just sting. The hissing sounds my mouth makes is more than just one of pain, but one only caused by a severe burning fire, conflagration blazing through and it's like I can feel it inside me, the inferno gnashing away its criminal teeth, snatching away parts of my mind... On the simple term, it burns. Like hell. But worse. Like a thousand times infinity times worse! And I know one thing for certain... I can't go back to sleep. Because the... The moments I'm brought to... My past manipulates my future dreams into more than just nightmares... Into fear. And I can't... I just can't... So I won't... I won't sleep. That's final. And an order.