Tuning in and out like a busted radio, forever sporting that vacant facial expression.
The glistening in your eyes long diminished- all that’s left is a hollow gaze.
Your head pounds, like the bailiffs knocking on your door; relentless, unforgiving and never ending.
It’s almost like the bad vibes have come to collect the outstanding balance of your dwindelling positive energy and the day has barely begun.
Emotionally blacking out, sitting in your place as an empty vessel, occasionally coming back to reality if only for a few minutes to evaluate the situation and your place within it.
“The lights are on but nobody’s home” certainly starts to make a great deal of relevance.
All you’re able to hear is a fading internal monologue whispering: “Where have you gone?”