am i me?
am i you?
thoughts fill this empty
tomb, or am i to assume
it is merely a room?

the world is still spinning
but mine has seemed to slow;
no longer in synchronization
with the familiar ebb & flow

floating through cracks & crevasses
my feet won't touch the ground
you tell me to snap out of it
but i don't hear the sound

if i can transcend time
and i can transcend space
maybe i can follow the leader
of my mind and find my place of
belonging without a trace