i lost my soul in a place surrounded by darkness. i don’t even know who am i anymore, i’ve become alone, lost, stuck in a familiar body with a different soul.

Lost, within the vast expanse of time and space,
in the never ending story that is life.
Lost, with no sense of direction, and no star to guide,
haunted by fear, and blinded by pride.
Lost, in the darkness forever searching
for a time that will never come.
Lost, in false friendships, don't know who to trust,
open your secrets, then left in the dust.
Lost, with many decisions still left unmade,
things long forgotten that lead you astray.
Lost, in your thoughts unable to bare,
adrift in confusion found unaware.
Lost, amid the sea of lies and clouds of deceit,
endlessly drifting into the unknown.
Lost, in the carefree world of the past,
not sure of your future, unclear of your path.
Lost, yet your flame still burns,
just wait, the tables will turn.

I didn't understand
at all.
Not even the meer smudgeness of it.
I had left all the verses with "There is still so much I do not understand."
I tried to define it, but the definition itself was made up of symbols of symbols, leaving it
indescribable.

But time went on
as it tends to do.
And all the little moments in between had amounted to everything..
Beyond the confines of my mind, I had found it.
Like hidden messages on a window, one only had to breathe to decipher.
All I had to do was breathe.
So breathe

If freckles were lovely, and day was night,
And measles were nice and a lie warn’t a lie,
Life would be delight,—
But things couldn’t go right
For in such a sad plight
I wouldn’t be I.

If earth was heaven and now was hence,
And past was present, and false was true,
There might be some sense
But I’d be in suspense
For on such a pretense
You wouldn’t be you.

If fear was plucky, and globes were square,
And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee
Things would seem fair,—
Yet they’d all despair,
For if here was there
We wouldn’t be we.