Sleepylips

You’ll still speak and act like you did before. I just know that you’ll remember the sign. You’ll remember what it means.

No brain, all sexy. Trance deep, mind asleep.

Today’s a good day to hypnotize yourself and edge

You weren't really asleep, not yet. You could feel it, though, creeping up on you. Your body felt heavy, and your mind felt slow. Your eyes were open, but they couldn't focus on anything. Even the screensaver you were watching was nothing but a blur.

Screensaver? Show? You don't remember what they called it. You're vaguely aware it was nothing but a pretext to get you to stare at the screen.

Stare at the pretty colors. Let them into your mind. Let the messages into your thoughts. Let their wishes become your thoughts.

This isn't what you wanted, is it?

Is it?

Your mouth opens, but no words come out. Your lips just hang, parted. You don't have any thoughts left. There aren't any words left for you to say. The next time you speak, the words that come out of your mouth might not even be your own. They might have been placed there by the colors, by the soothing voice above you.

That thought feels so good.

You aren't really awake anymore. Being awake means thinking and acting. You're still now. You only feel, and everything feels so good.

That makes it even easier to obey when the next command comes.

Trapped in your brain.

Literally able to see how stuck you are.