This light is all wrong
It has no warmth to it
This illumination carries no meaning for me
As waves of unfamiliar pain wash over me
I stare, numb, into the searing white
And try to recollect
Anything
 
I remember walking out the door
My mind unsteadily limping
Trying to stabilize itself and sinking deeper
Rage and despair swirled around it
 
I closed my eyes
Trying to find my center
Find that calm place
Or at the very least replace everything
With the familiar nothing
Where nothing hurts.
 
That's roughly when the car hit me.