CREATIVE WRITING

Body awake eyes asleep (bad ending)

I see nothing
A gust of wind touch my feet
Cold, warm, regulating.
I feel something

I see nothing
Windows let in sounds of birds
Chirping, singing, listening.
I hear something

I see nothing
Strong unidentified flavors linger in my mouth
Sour, sweet, deciding.
I taste something

I see nothing
Scents of old wood, fresh grass and messy bed covers fill my nostrils.
Fresh, crisp, longing.
I smell something

I see nothing, I feel everything
I finally open my eyes
Hello, morning
I see

where is everything?
The dark pit consumes my eyes.
Black, gray, darker.

I
see
nothing.