The days have passed
And I'm still out of it
Light-headed
Surreal
Saying everything is not real
Keeping up with so many friends
So many other people
Yet, I still feel so alone
As if I'm not connected to anything
As if I'm in the void, floating freely
I never made a deal
With the surreal
I'd like to explain
How it feels:

Think as if you're in space
All planets around you are out of place
They're all gone
And all you can talk to
Are the stars
As they approach
They are all still far away
They're not allowed to move closer
You can't move as if
You're having a sleep paralysis episode
Your body is being engulfed by the cold air
That is slicing your skin
You're drunk
You're high just like a
Top bunk
You're suffocating
Your breathing has been on manual
And won't stop
After a few years
You feel affection from
A star
It's colder than you think
You gain frost bite
It's like that for every one
Every star
Your constellations
Are just the same
You can't make it stop
No matter how much
You punch
And try to ground yourself
Nothing will work
This leads you to question
"Why am I alive?"
"Am I alive?"
"Am I living?"


Are you?