It is awfully quiet here…
The silence is so definite and overbearing
My feelings can not sense the silence…
But somehow I can tell of the empty silence

Engulfing me like a shroud…
But leaving no sense of touch or contact
My nerves reach out…
Striving and straining to sense the surrounding
Perplex by the void senseless sensation…

I think but I can not think
I sensed somehow, though I can not sense
That I am cocooned over by void of silence
I can not feel…
Please do not ask me how I know…
For I do not know, but know somehow.

I feel nothing…
Not even me, myself or I
In that moment when time seems to freeze
And you are left in silence devoid of feelings
When you can not even feel you…
Senses feelings are phantoms here