the end is near

He looks
but he doesn't see
he hears
but he doesn't listen
he touch
but doesn't feel
he eats
but he doesn't taste
he doesn't smell
he stinks
I´m not hurting
but he makes me suffer
I´m not sleepy
but he makes me tired
I´m not sad
but he makes me cry
I´m not violent
but I want to hurt him