Closing my eyes, I tried to remember the last time I've ever felt like this. Nothing. I can't remember anything, anything except my name. I feel so funny, but so...good. Happy. Weightless. Like a balloon, rising up and away, no worries, carefree...

But just as suddenly, my peace is popped, and I'm falling down and away from all this peace I've just begun to know. I scream silently, tears ripping themselves away from my eyes. All I can feel is sorrow and regret. Regret. Such a powerful emotion. I scream, but no words come out. Just a soundless nothing, an unbroken note, never wavering, for it could never even be heard in the first place. Where ever I am didn't matter before, but now it does. It's a black...nothing. A huge black hole, swallowing me into its great maw. And then my broken eyes just can't see anymore, and the last of the tears fall from my eyes. My mouth is shut by an invisible force. I look totally at peace, but inside I'm dying. The wind erases all existence of the tears, leaving my checks dry, so that there isn't even the faintest memory or feel of them ever being there at all.

I think I'm going to die. Not from the falling, no-there were worst ways to die then falling. But simply the pain. Too many emotions were pent up inside of me, begging, pleading for a way to be released. But not even tears could come anymore.

Guilt shredded apart my mind, sorrow ripped its way through my eyes, fear crept slowly through my ears, anger clawed its way forcefully into my heart, and regret poured every ounce of desire into my skin.

"Let it end, let me die, please, let this torture end." I begged. Someone. Anyone. Save me.

And then that's when he came.

He caught me in his strong arms as easily as if I had floated down to him. He ripped off the tape I guess never saw covering my mouth, although I was positive there had never been any to begin with. He untied the blindfold placed around my head, although I had been so sure there was nothing of the sort. But before we can speak, all the pent up emotion rode its way out of me, ultimately destroying me in the process as it does.

I scream, one last scream, and you can finally hear it. It's sound. It's a terrifying sound. Is that really coming from me? It's so remotely unhuman, so desperate and frightened, so painful...There's pain...so much pain…I can't see anymore…but now I can...I can see the stars…so…beautiful..

At least through all this pain, I have one last peace. One final peace before I die of a death so painful, one might kill themselves then and there just to avoid it. My final peace. I'm in his arms. He cradles me, tears streaming down his unmarred face. He wants to help, but he can't. I'm fading, leaving him, at this very moment. I can already feel the shadows shredding through my soul like razors, the darkness eating away at my body.

I reach up, letting my ruined fingers touch his check. He grabs my hand and keeps it there, leaving it against his face. Ahh crap, I'm too weak to keep it there anyway, so it's fine. I never imagined death could be this painful. I thought death was easy. Not this. Anything but this. I'm almost gone. I'm leaving.

I try to make my broken lips speak just a few more words before I die…just a few…please….but then my head rolls back onto my shoulders. I hear him gasp, and the faintest trace of a smile covers my face. I take my final breath, and it's all over…

And that's when I woke up.

Or at least, woke up to reality.