Hypnotized I go through every day as if I am a zombie, one of the living dead. In fact, that sums up exactly how I feel. Hypnotized, going through the motions. I have a big photo of Karen that I keep by my bed. Every few days I will wake up enough to start screaming, and crying, " How could you do this to me, babe ? How could you leave me to face this awful world alone ? " Then, thank God I go back into my trance, and nobody knows how I really feel, they all think that I'm doing well. But I know, and Karen's photo knows.