Do you ever sit there and just suddenly feel nothing, like nothing’s real, you don’t even feel like part of your surroundings?

Often I find myself wondering if I am really here, and If I am, then why?
Nothing feels right at that time, everything I do is going through the motions,
Every sense in by being is so strong, I get agitated quickly,
Sound is suddenly so loud, people suddenly become to many,
Yet I don’t feel like I am part of what those senses are reacting too,
My mind will wonder, it take’s me to a safe place, one of comfort,
Yet it doesn’t stop the emptiness, I almost want to wake up, yet I am already awake,
Voices suddenly become silent, People around me no longer exist.

Suddenly reality is no longer my world

Once at midnight, eating some food, the fork clatters to the table,
The food in my mouth suddenly meaningless, Why was I doing this,
This isn’t right, I am nothing, I don’t deserve this,
The room became distant, my mind took me to my safe place,
The food was cold as I looked down, placing it in the bin,
I didn’t feel part of the room, I didn’t feel part of now.
Yet I wasn’t scared, I just wanted to sit, find the comfort in the dark,
I wanted to know who I was, why am I here,
Instead, all I could do was walk to the stairs and to bed,

Looking around me now, the only feeling is one of raising anxiety,
As each finger touches each letter as I type this, each tap irritates,
I want to run, but not away from the home, I want to escape the unknown,
This emptiness, I want to feel something once more,
I want to look around me and feel secure, I want to leave this nothingness,
I am not afraid, I am just confused, not knowing when the feeling will hit,
Or how long it will last, seconds, hours, days,
Blank stares are short moments , yet the emptiness lasts long after,

Nothing makes sense, this post doesn’t make sense,
I guess I just need to let out something even if it is nothing