The Blind Journey
All I see is a blur
No shapes, figures, or inanimate objects
I watch things go by me slowly
Specks of light shimmering
Blasting horns sounding like people cheering
I only hear static, no music
The static is forming into claws
And scraping at my ears causing them to bleed
Abrupt surges of pain
Echo throughout my skull
My eyes are blood shot
Suddenly blobs emerges from the shadows
And are on my tail
The moving blobs with flashing lights
On their head are approaching closer
I'm surrounded by the blobs
The fun stops hear...
The metal snake around my wrists restrains me
The metal rods suffocates me
As my time here feels eternity