Sounds of life, social laughs, grunts of disappointment, annoying remarks.
There he is succumbed by his own eye flickering. Sounds of life swirl into his ears drums as they puncture his senses. Overload.
He ignores the pain as yellow discharge swooshes out of his ears in an attempt to deal with the laughter.
Sights of life, kids dancing, couples kissing, family talking.
Beauty. He embraces it. He loves it yet the pumping blood in his body freezes his movement. He is frozen in time wanting to dance with laughter yet he is glued down.
He speaks in tongues, he has on his mask of delight.
Neighbors will never know the anxiety displayed in every cell of his body.