Someone was chomping my arm, biting it down to the bone and pulling away the flesh and the hurt seared through me, my heart blew up with agony, the nerve endings on each muscle shooting excruciating torment. I was shuddering, opening my mouth to screech through the pain but I couldn't say a word.
My mouth wouldn't open, it was glued shut and my eyes saw darkness.
I had to bear the torture silently, with closed eyes and muffled mouth but I could feel my throat bleed from the pressure of wanting to shriek my life out and vent the misery but I was sealed; struggling in an attempt to be heard I tried in vain to be able to open my eyes but they refused to cooperate and I nearly gave up when I woke up.
I felt helpless at the thought of not being able to get out of a sleep paralysis and though my arm was intact I looked at my sheets and the struggle I had acted within.
What on earth?
I went back to sleep again and within moments the nightmare began wherefrom I'd left it.
Waking up again I slept propped against a pillow and no dreams disturbed me.
It was frightening and contemplative the thought of knowing the pain and not being able to get away from it.
Helplessness and the perils of being stuck inside a body that's being tortured.
Why does this happen?
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