The Feeling of Fainting

You're sitting there, upright and aware. 

Everybody is talking and it's coherent. 

You don't care though.

You blink and when you open your eyes

your vision is one shade duller than it was before.

Out of shock you blink again hoping

it will return to normal but alas you open

your eyes to find your vision yet again  a bit

darkened over.

Now you struggle not to blink at all to 

hopefully maintain the rest of your dull sight.

And while all of this is occurring your head is pounding.

You are completely unaware of the conversation

at this point. All you can hear is black, it is

a curious feeling to be able to hear a color.

Your eyes might be closed by now, but you're

not fully sure because all you can focus on 

is the sound of black. 

You are still there for a second, and then you're not.

You feel a thud, but do not recognize 

feeling it until later. 

Despite the fact that you are unconscious at this point, your mind 

is rapid. And array of thoughts smash into your brain

but you cannot think any of them separately. 

It's very warm. The thoughts are in color

form and flash through in maroons and teals. 

There is a tapping.

You open your eyes and despite the fact

that you are aware of the colors you just

experienced, you momentarily forget and enter

a state of confusion as to why when you blinked

last you were sitting in that chair and when you

opened your eyes you were on the ground.

Everybody is asking you questions 

that you don't feel like answering. 

The night will continue how you expect with

everybody showing great concern and pricking 

your finger. You'll answer

their questions but very shallowly because in

the back of your head you'll think of where you

went tonight. You won't say it, but even

in the next day and next year you'll

think of that place. You'll crave it.

And in the back of your head you'll

know that whether there is or is not

a god, there is that place. 

And that array of colors is where we 

all get lost after we die.