Hollow, metallic, robotic

I’m not me

I watch myself do everything I would if I were me

but I’m not me

I’m just a spectator

Emotionless, it’s hard to care what happens to me

I can feel things but it doesn’t seem quite real

Every moment seems so slow, but I blink and two weeks are gone

Where am I going?

Every time I slip away it’s harder to come back

It’s more difficult to tell if I’m back

I’m not me anymore, I’ve changed

I’m empty

The thoughts reverberate in my mind

Empty of all else, they grow

Taking root, they blossom

To the point where I don’t want to eat

I can’t sleep

Everything seems pointless

I’m not me but if I was, I’d be sobbing

I’d be hiding from the monster I’m watching right now

The one who’s typing out these words