Disconnected

I have no idea what direction I am going.
I have wandered so long, the word has lost its sense of meaning.
Detached, emotionless, longing.
Adrift on a sea of silent tears, shed behind the mask of a brilliant smile.
Watching the world from the outside.
Safe.
But alone.

 

 

Daily prompt: Compass

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