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