Coma Patient

I’m falling, falling into a deep, dark hole.

I feel nothing except the hot streams of tears on my face.

This sensation is all I’ve ever known.

I don’t know where I am.

I don’t know who I am.

All I know is that I want to wake up.

I want to leave this everlasting nightmare.

I scream for help, but no one is there.

No one is here to comfort me.

I am forced to walk this path alone.

In one moment, though, everything changes.

A woman’s voice calls to me.

I am not alone!

Her voice is like silk, pure and true.

She sounds familiar, yet, I cannot place it.

I can’t explain it, but this voice complete me.

I could fall forever, but I would be content.

Wait, now the voice is saying a different story.

Instead of brief words, she’s telling a tale.

I catch many words in the story.

Thief, Snow White, Prince James, Charming, Troll Bridge.

Troll Bridge!

I’ve met this voice, this woman, before.

Our meeting took us to Troll Bridge.

She’s telling our story so that I might remember!

I see a light, the portal to consciousness.

I’m almost there, so close!

A wall of dark magic blocks the light, cutting off my escape.

Will I ever wake up?