The feeling is gone
I’ve lost the emotion
My current plea
A present notion
Maybe for the better
That I can no longer feel
That nothing has value
That it is no longer real
For others so simple
To trust
And cast meaning
So easy to fall
Against whom they are leaning
Time and again
It seems so obscure
All in its place
A magical cure
Like a program to start
To connect to the heart
To feel at the core
To open a door
Like a mouse in a lab
The yellow cab
Crosses the bridge
A metallic slab
A hotel in the city
A six year old boy
The world on his finger
To love and enjoy
I guess that is it
All that there is
Fading memories
Of all that is His
It is always the now
In all that was once
An empty reaction
An auto-response