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Click hereThe world is a haze:
I see, I feel, I listen,
my heart goes on.
Life plays out all around,
stuff happens
and I care.
Can't touch anything.
The words echo distantly:
it's like they're unheard.
Music fills my heart and overflows,
no one listens.
I reach and touch and feel,
it's like a breeze stirring lightly
across the skin,
here for a moment, then gone.
I'm here but I'm not,
my absence wouldn't be noticed,
am I gone already?
Yesterday seems so real,
an alien world gone, unheeded,
when I try to touch the ones
I shared my life with
they pull away,
all I belonged to pulls away.
Maybe
I'm not here after all.
Maybe
I need to find where I belong
now.
But I want to be here,
even if it doesn't want me,
can't understand, but can't go.
Having left this world , but still torn by old associations not knowing where to go !