Wounds and Thoughts [104]

I couldn't sleep properly after that and kept tossing and turning around in frustration. When it was finally seven in the morning, I pulled myself out of bed. My limbs were still aching as I walked towards the bathroom. When I glanced at my face in the mirror, the first word that came to my mind was 'hideous'. The swelling on my head has worsened and the purplish circles were visible clearly under my eyes like bruises. Even the bruises on my knees had gone a darker shade of blue. Except for my hands no injury on my body has healed. I looked like an injured zombie.