shards of glass

watching a funny video, the crew are acting hysterical for comedic effect , screaming,barking, etc.

im chuckling along until one of them screams in a shrill voice “i’m gonna drink this!”

an infiltration. an attack from nowhere.

absence seizure ensues

somewhere in there i’m a child again, watching my mother smirk as a family friend screams in hysterics and threatens to drink rat poison in front of us.

she opens the bottle and starts motioning to pour it down her throat “if it wasn’t for you i would have killed myself already!” she screams at my aunt who isn’t my aunt

my mother is grinning now

somewhere inside, during all this, shards of ice or perhaps glass form and float within fluid chambers of some organ inside me.

they just barely scrape the edges and everything goes black.

“mm i understand now” a sense of knowing, understanding washes over me. we have to shut this all down.

the harm is already circulating within, if we keep this active, if we keep this machine turning, the glass will shred us from within.

shut it off, a state of perpetual dormancy is unfortunately our fate.

turn everything off, freeze us in ice until one day a cure can be found, or we can be destroyed.

disengage, decouple , detach, die.