Shadow through the Window Sill

Time felt paused and tiring.
I couldn't speak a word to anyone.
I couldn't think, I couldn't breathe.
Life was motionless and painful. All concentration was lost.
I thought nothing and everything at the same time.
In this moment, I felt so immeasurably alone.
His words cut at me. He seemed judgmental. He seemed to disagree with everything I said lately. I voiced my problems, but he felt no concern for them. He had his own problems to deal with.
The image of that tiny mouse, the life leaving it's tiny body, very much like a light going out, flooded my head.
I had never seen death so clearly cut.
I had never seen the life leave something so distinctly.
One moment he was alive, and right before my eyes, the life force slipped out of the mouse, reaching some infinite destination that I couldn't see. Maybe like an after-life, or a void. But it was somewhere I couldn't comprehend right now.
My heart wanted somebody to trust, but I felt like no one understood. Yesterday I would have felt differently.
Today I felt this way.
I was closed off to the world.