Just some poetry

XXIV. Sensual

I softly walk down my stairs,
When everything changes.
Everything feels strange,
Something that's hard to explain.
My body is here,
My soul isn't.
I'm plying hide and seek,
In the dark in my creepy basement.
Everything I see and feel,
All happens but I don't register till seconds later.
The words of conversations,
All strung along, pass over my head.
My actions, not even realizing what I'm doing.
I try to grab their hand,
I almost slip and tell them I secretly love you.
My body is too slow,
Someone crawls out and I don't even recognize iT.
The blackness of the dark,
Is spinning and twisting,
Changing shades and blinking.
Everything seems so close,
Yet is so far away.
People jumping out doesn't affect me,
My body doesn't register anything.
I feel so unreal,
I feel like I'm not really there.
I walk into a room,
Someone grabs my shoulders.
I see who it is,
And I want to lean in for a kiss.
What is wrong with me,
I can't feel anything.
Everything is in fast motion, but slow motion at the same time.
This doesn't happen a lot,
I'm confused on how to explain it.
My body is here,
But my soul isn't.
Everything is so unreal,
I am not grounded.
It's so surreal