Doped

My eyes transfixed on the ceiling, I jerk along the bed, this Big fucking illusive plastic bag wraps around my face. I gasp for air, As I try to fucking tear it off, only for my Nails to find it's way into the flesh. Gooey Liquid oozes out, Green maybe because i have always imagined it like that. Then, Maybe I go unconcious, Do I? Who cares? For all i care is, How it snaps the cord off my head from this foulness to this ethereal world where Calmness diffuses in me, Relieving me from all the Worries and anxiety.