The Long Sleep

I am lost.

Frozen in time, while life passes by. With no rhyme or reason as to why. The air is mild in suspended animation. Always day in the long sleep. Never am I lonesome, while frozen in time, though I’m lost.

Wandering. Aimlessly. Lost.

Abort.

Abort.

Abort.

I can't stay here. I know. I know. I can't stay here. It's a visit. Don't get comfortable. It's a short stay. Lost, lost, lost. Frozen in time. The darkness reaches towards those who stay too long. Past their prime. Lost in time. Constantly questioning. Wandering. Aimlessly. Lost.

...back...

...Come...!

Come Back!

Don't stay! You can't! The slick, slithering, sickly, slender tendrils. She reaches for you. She wants you. Lost. When did it get cold? It's never snowed in the suspension dreams. Shivers down your spine. She reaches. She craves you. Enticing, ain't she? Beautiful, right? Always wandering.

Aimlessly.

Lost.

Stay?

Stay?

Stay.

I am lost. The cold surpassed. It's night time now. I haven't seen the moon in so long. Such a shameful crime, to stay? Is it wrong, to be frozen in time? It all went dark awhile back. I heard a woman. She said sweet things. Made hate sound beautiful. Then black. And cold. Sheets of ice. I'm lost. Wandering? Aimlessly? Lost?

Hello?

I was thinking of you.

I'm...confused? ...what is that? Light? Oh...it's been dark for so long, here, in the long sleep. Here, lost in time. What're you saying? It's cutting out. Where are you? I'm lost. Wandering. Aimlessly. Lost. No...you... found me? Finding me? Where have you been? I need a boost. A nudge. I need warmth. Can you light a fire? I see the tendrils... flames lightly lick the little larva like tentacles. Pull me up. I am lost.

Wake up, wake up, wake up.