Glimmers of life splint the haze of darkness which has cast my eyes; cracks of laughter pierce the deafening oppression of despair.

I cannot muster motivation to involve myself nor can I respond in any physical manner. I am shunted and buffeted by the dance around me but am not moved from my fixed point.

Engulfed and enveloped in numbness, not sadness nor fear nor hatred. I do not feel, I do not make impact and I fall away unnoticed.

In solitude I reflect, perhaps regret, maybe long for the flame and the fire but remain here in the cold.