[ IP ] A man is so depressed he ca n't even blink

The man thought constantly about the world, and his place in it. He could n't sleep, not with his debilitating thoughts for company. Injustice, hate, cruelty and lies. Profits from the depressed, like himself. Therefore, he decided he would not take his prescriptions. His pills and his lies. 
 
 And now, worst of all, his eyes ached. Throbbing like a headache and a squeezing of nerves he had n't even known existed. Though he perceived through vision, he did not see hope. His universe was now an unblinking terror at the revelation that life should n't be for him. There was n't even moisture to weep with. Now he thought, everything in his life was a complete train wreck. 
 
 Train wreck. Car upon car of toxic chemicals, black oil and the ingredients of an explosion. How could he live when Lac-Megantic, innocents, all were dead to the count of 47? How could one more possibly impact the sphere he lived in? 
 
 Although his thoughts bothered him, and he thought that mattered, the pain was what really mattered. The pain kept him moving towards a final night. 
 
 But, the doctor would n't understand, even when his stare was constant and unnerving and accusatory – screaming that the Doc was not doing his job. The drugs which would make him a mimicry of a human would, in fact, not play well with the drugs which would ease his eye socket's excruciating pain. 
 
 Would n't want to get addicted now, not to pain killers! Don ’ t want to go down that road! Take the roboxotoxicylin and then get some shut-eye! A boast from a useless doctor. 
 
 And with that, the man at wits end, picked up a shiny spoon and dug out his eyes. 

