Existing In The Current

And so it exists;;
The wall keeps building and building,
A brick, two bricks, three;
A few hundred feet, miles...
Then one day, a noticeable lack of feeling;
Only feeling created from logic,
      I should feel this way, so act this way;
Nothing feels natural, nothing feels.
Just... be. And so I am.
Going through the motions,
Riding the current.
It exists;;

And I feel like the contents should not.