I feel touched without ever using my senses,
I feel lifted without ever catching a gust of wind,
I feel full without ever eating a single bite,
I feel insane without ever losing my mind,
I feel empty without ever filling my cup,
This emptiness is reserved for a single thought,
A single entity,
A single being,
Does this essence even deserve this feeling?
I know it to my being,
But everything I'm seeing,
Is an illusion only creeping,
Spiders on my back,
The venom is seeping,
I start to relax,
My heart slowly beating.