My eyes are burning like I have poured acid into them. They want to rest, still the eyelids remain coldly open. Thoughts press against bone, forcing my skull forward, searching for a crack. They slip through in voices I recognize, still they are not mine. The body becomes a hollow shell, just like an abandoned house, untouched still devastated. My ears become a gate to silence, no vibration can break through. The mouth opens, but the tongue stays still, thinking how to move.