About being in coma.

I’m running through a tunnel that is empty and wide…I’m running from the darkness and there’s no where to hide…The silence consumes me and I cry out with fear…Does this place really exist…is anyone there?… I reach out for anything…reaching deep down within…only a glimpse of light and then it fades away again…Pieces of my life…seem to come and they go…Some I fully remember and some I just don’t know…I see visions of people…Some are young and some are old….they are here one minute…then i look and they are gone…Someone is calling me…from somewhere far away….part of me is reaching out…and the other part wants to stay…Somethings I do remember but most are just not that clear… I just know when i open my eyes… I saw you standing there…

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