I cannot see
Only allowing glimpses of light through my window blinds
But its winter
And it’s been getting darker quicker than usual

I cannot listen
The building is on fire
The alarm is pulsating on to my temples
I’m frozen into place and I like the warmth

I cannot smell
The trash is piling over
People hate seeing it
I do too

I cannot taste
My tastebuds have been burnt off
Never regenerated
Everything is bland

I cannot feel
Pain feels like a hug
It’s comfortable
And I cannot let go