Time inches forward with the sluggish mind lagging,
Thousands of iridescent sparkles dance in the sky,
with worms of light and pain twisting inside the eyes.
Noise is piercing but hearing is muffled
I speak and forget and mumble the jumble.
At first the very small knot of electrical pain,
Then shoots through the mind,
Reflecting off the bone.
Everything felt is too much.
The world is too intense.