I am not here an old friend is waiting in my place taking messages
I lie in bed and ask where are you? (I'm seeking myself) all I hear back is Not here. Not here.
I try to remember when I last felt like me when my life felt mine not foreign I can remember tremendous pain and since then time has passed without me in it
Separated for hundreds of days and nights where I am nowhere at all I wonder, do I sometimes wake up in this world this new life and look around before retreating again retreat into the dark
I am floating not here not anywhere I am not alive but I am there is no root there is no path back there is no return at all Only forward