Do You See

What do you see? Do you hear? Do you feel?

I feel nothing, and then everything. I am a cold and silent tomb deep in the earth.

I am a thousand voices screaming to be heard simultaneously.

Do I even exist? Can you see me? When my lips move do words come out? Do they make sense? Do the words I form in my mind take hold in reality, or does your blank expression point to the truth of it? Do the words I speak and the words you hear meet and mirror? or is there a vast chasm that no sentence can bridge.