Hollow

A short poem that's up to your interpretation.

Space envelops me
I drift gently like a surfer riding waves
Closing my eyes, I let myself float
There is no sound
Only the faint beating of my heart, which slowly fades into the distance
My body is cold
My brain is still
But something tugs at me
Something pulls me away from my dreamlike state
My chest pangs
A soft voice echoes from behind
“How are you feeling?”
The answer is simple
I’m not.