It feels unusual to open your eyes.
In the morning glow, thats blinding.
A slow rate, accelerating like your being reborn, like your entering heavens gates.
It feels colder to open your eyes, as if the person you were yesterday died.
Now resurrected as a new being.
The world is slow.
Quiet. Only the sound of inescapable voices.
Unable to move. Unable to speak.
It feels like a day closer to death as I open my eyes.