I can’t feel my heart beat.
Sounds of the day,
Sounds fall on deaf ears,
And I do not care
To respond.
I’m not ill to my stomach,
My heart and head
Don’t ache.
My mind doesn’t wander,
Thoughts don’t form,
Just drift.
Am I sad or bored?
I’m not deep in thought
Or at all near sleep.
I’m just here,
As simple as it sounds,
Don’t read too deeply into it,
But deep enough,
To see, to slip, to drift,
To understand,
And just be here.
Age 16