A breathing corpse

Patiently waiting for the violent images to abandon my mind

Hours pass

A thickness hovers over me, and I can now feel him

No words are ever spoken

No face, and no name

The only option is to wait for them to go away

My entire being is consumed

I can't move my body, or control my thoughts

My reality is controlled by subconsciousness

Total awareness with a complete lack of control

Torture

When will it end?

When will I be left alone?