Bouncing along a path paved of unknown substances,

Feet insulated, comfortable.

Faces all around, walking by sans notable countenance,

Barely audible pleasantries exchanged. 

Air vibrations hum in a low, soothing existence.

A cell phone vibration,

A curious time.

Curt conversation; yes, no, No!

Trees in the distance race at me,

Coming closer, but getting further away, concomitantly.

A meteor shower rains down,

Air becomes saturated - silt, carbon;

I can't breathe.

Conversations in whispers around me pierce my ears, yet no one addresses me.

Sun shines all around, except on my head.

Sidewalk of razors, 

Every painful inch

Leads me to a glass elevator.

Express ride to the bottom

With no end in sight.

Falling, cables wailing.

Level upon level of normal people

Don't notice my descent, but they're looking right at me!

I scream,  pounding on the walls,

Let me out! Help. Me.

Total darkness,

Just for a moment.

Humming.

Unrecognizable words.

Unrecognizable mistaken for disbelief.

Doors open slowly. 

Moisture ascends - toes to ankles to knees to ocular cavities.

Nerve endings fire,

But no feeling.

Numbness.  Tears.

Back on the surface.

Craters the only clue,

Cue my senses about reality.

Ghosts around me continue their day,

Unaware of this personal hell.

Why don't they feel this?  

Can't they see?

Hello?

I'm the only one.

Alone.