Sitting down, surrounded by friends,
I feel alone. Utterly, completely alone.
I joke and laugh along with everybody, but
I’m not there. I am miles away.
My body, just a shell.

I am not happy or sad.
I am not dead or alive.
I am not weak or strong.
I just am.

I am a TV. set with one thing.
Static!
Occasionally there is something more on my screen.
Something I can almost make out, but
In a flash it is gone.

What is trying to come through?
Is it good, or bad?
Sometimes it scares me,
This unknown flicker, but
I know that no matter what
I have to know, just, what it is.