the narrator

How I ended up here, I don't know. I'm Jack. My head is screaming with thoughts, drowning me like a bee in honey. I can't fly, but I don't want to fly away either. My entire body is covered in severe bruises and blood. A couple of ribs are definitely broken. But now I'm literally drowning in the arms of my beloved girl. Well, like a girl. Someone I know. I'm Jack's heart, and I'm telling him to confess. But I'm Jack's brain, and I refuse.
I'm afraid to stain her precious skin with my red blood, but my head falls onto her chest. I start to cry. I'm a beaten Jack. In the arms of my beloved girl.

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