Please

This moment, this time -
why can't I see?

This minut, right now -
I am not me.

Twisting, circles, cloudy in my head
I feel my bed, my body -
but I'm not inside my head.

I see snow and rain and people floating by
I feel the wind, the war - I hear the cries.

I cannot help it -
there is nothing I can do.
I am standing outside myself and of no
more use to you.

Tell me something real,
something happy, something small
Please, tell me something to just replace this all