Ugly lonely crazy coward.

Ugly lonely crazy coward.

 

“I decided to sleep for a long long time”, he said. Deeply he wrapped himself in his lethargical pain, sleeping to quench the undeniable feelings overcoming his mind.

He sleeps, time disappears.

She wanted to wake him up. She stood where he should see her. She commanded, prompted, and requested for him to get up. He had to get up, she reasoned, because she said so.

“I’ll wake up for you”, he thought, while flailing in the higher levels of dazed sleepy awareness but he turned over and fell back in to the sea’s deep sucking current.

She wouldn’t go away.

He woke up, Ugly.

Reviews

[Carla Debelis]

Many are the days that ugly awoke only to find himself in a new and yet perplexing state of agony.
Other days ugly was nowhere to be found , only to leave the awakening to the complexities of the day ahead, just another sleepyhead, rubbing eyes ,yawning wide and long. Is it really morning already?
Methinks it is , adue.