I am not here. My mind and soul are drifting and floating asleep through time. My body is wired to the endless loop of just existing. Though my eyes are open, my vision is blurry due to the senseless reality. I am trapped inside of me— a place inside of me where I float and needs gravity to pull me back down, to wake me up from a fantasy. I can’t wake up. I want to wake up but there’s also a part of me that doesn’t want to wake up. I want to sleep through everything and not face the reality but at the same time I want to be awake to see and live through everything and I’m trying to be present but as each day goes by the more I feel myself fading.