Trending Why is everything doubted except pain? by Deeaanj Hinduja on February 10, 2018 1 comment I wake abruptly, my breath jagged and heart racing, my mouth stale, and I know that’s it. I’m Awake. The more I want to be oblivious, the less I get to be. The light won’t let me. I take off what I wish to be my shroud and go to have my drug.