A blue, glossy haze
Foggy and lifeless
No movement
No sound
Only you and it
The thing you caused
The thing you made
Your cheeks are hot
Ears throbbing
Panic
Fear
You try to process
You try to move
But, you are static
Frozen,
Like the body
Like it
The poison pulses through your veins
You wait for relief
And then,
Darkness