Once upon a time, I wonder what I am.
Where I am.
What I’m doing.
I feel like I’m floating.

What is a “feel”?
What is a “floating”?
What is a “wonder”?
There are no answers to my questions.

What are “answers”?
What are “questions”?
How did I come up with these “questions”?
What is a “how”?
Is a “how”, what I think?
What is a “think”?

There is a thumping noise.
It's loud and it's on top of me.
It’s unsettling.
The unknown is unsettling.
But it's also therapeutic.
But in a weird way.

What is a “thumping”?
What is a “noise”?
Is a “noise” the same as a “mom”?
What is a “mom”?
I am so confused.
But what is a “confused”?

There are so many questions
But I don’t even know what questions are.
I don’t know where I am
Or why there is a thumping.

I’m in a dark void that feels like the deep abyss of outer space
and I don’t even know what a “outer space” is,
Or a “void,”
Or a “abyss,”
Or what a “feels,”
What a “I’m” is.
Or what a “deep” means.
What the hell is a “abyss.”
What is a “hell”?
Is a “hell” the same as a “abyss”? Or is a “abyss” the same as a “hell”?
Is a “I’m” the same as a “I” or is it the same as a “deep”?
What is a “same”?

I can still feel the thumping.
I can hear it too.

What is a “hear”?
It's relaxing, but it makes me forget my questions,
Whatever those are.

I can feel myself falling asleep...
What is a “sleep”?
Is that what I am?
Am I a “sleep”?
Or am I a “asleep”?

I don’t understand existence
And I don’t even know what a “existence” is.
What does a “existence” mean?
Am I a “existence”?

I don’t understand.
I don’t understand what a “I” or a “don’t” or a “understand” means.
What is a “means”?

Am I a “means”?
What am I?
I don’t know what I am.
What is a “know”?