The sky was a smothered unprotected black sheet of smoke spread out infront of me, almost corrupting the mothering blanket of benevolence.
The darkening presence of spiritual captivity gave me an excessive amount of unease and anxiety.
As i looked out the window, my back to the bed, i , faintly, saw tall palm trees carefully sewed up onto the fabric with brown and green thread.
The shadowy effortless clouds had folds in the black sheet.
I knew that behind me the... Stood unchanged; i knew that behind me the door was shut closed; i knew that, behind me was endless dystopia i could never escape