Photo by Pawel Czerwinski on Unsplash
Colorful flashes of light at the periphery make my vision blur
Cold hard tile collides with my failing body as it shakes and stirs
Medical machines play a symphony of beeps and whirrs
Sterile scents of alcohol and linen blend inside my nose to confer
The metallic taste of blood on my bitten tongue, a reminder of the seizure
About the Creator
Morgan Rhianna Bland
I'm an aroace brain AVM survivor from Tennessee. My illness left me unable to live a normal life with a normal job, so I write stories to earn money.
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