Chalice.
By the time I woke up hours later, my health had undergone a complete 180°. I was ill beyond measure and my body felt as though it had been possessed by someone else… like it was no longer mine; And there was no way I could stop the tears pouring out of my eyes like a broken dam.
Beside me, my baby cried uncontrollably. His sobs echoed throughout the room but there was no strength left in me to pick him up or shove him to the side.
I couldn't even stick my fingers into my ears, nor could I summon the strength to roll my eyes.
And I know that a lot of you may like the sound of this, but it felt as though I was several steps closer to the afterlife than I've ever been in my entire life.
"You don't look too good," someone finally spoke to me after hours of solitude and when I turned to the sound, my breath caught in my chest. My heart flipped so much that a churning occurred in my stomach.
I opened my mouth but no words could slip through. Not even a sound…
