A tunnel through a microscopic fairy tale.
Paint blotches through the midnight blue air.
Red as blood.
As lightning strikes, you are in a deep cloud.
Your eyes express you are in deep thought.
Time is slowing down, life is coming to an end.
You lay in bed tossing and turning, and it is as if you are lying on a bed of rose thorns.
A remote control flying through the air.
Hard as sement and processing issues.
Everyday is an adventure, when you are living with Epilepsy!
By Jessica Robinson