Disconnected

Today,  everything seems like a dream. I don’t feel anything. Like a speckle of dust floating around an empty space.  Something you can only see if you look hard enough. 

I don’t feel happy. I don’t feel sad.  I don’t feel angry.  I don’t feel anything.  I  smile,  I frown,  I laugh,  not because I feel like doing them but they seem like the appropriate reaction. 

If I died today I couldn’t care less.  I feel like my soul was stolen away from me.  I feel empty. Hollow. 

Bring me back my soul. Someone. Save me.