awake and breathing

The alarm buzzes and wakes me from the deep slumber.

I open my eyes to see the illusion that I am alive.

Half dead and half dying, I breathe.

Incessant murmur vibrates my ear drums.

They say the word, the horrible one.

Slut.

I shut my eyes.

I open them them again.

Yes, I have felt this before.

That's a hangover from an extinct reality.