The heavy hammer smashes right through my face while I am looking straight at it. That's the point where you turn away but I can't.
No one to talk to, the only thing I hear is the sound of my own thoughts bouncing forth and back in my hollow skull.
The distinctive crackle as my bones finally break once again is liberating albeit nothing new. It builds a way for my tears to flow down in heavy streams.
Now I can try to walk away and reach a destination somewhere. When I am there I'll do something about the state I'm in.
Do not think, enjoy the journey for fucks sake.