The world has stopped.
Slowing down, movement by movement.
Hummingbird heartbeats turn into dull throbs;
And the rush of blood is nothing but hollow veins.
Minds that were once full are now empty;
And the color of the universe has faded to a simple grey.
In the midst of it all, you are there.
Heart beating fast.
Blood rushing.
Mind full.
Screaming color.