Am on the verge of it,
just behind the darkness
far ahead of the truth of my being
I lie here, alone.

Unlikeliness surrounds the soul
as I wake up
to see the light
that shines bright
into my eyes..
telling some lies.

Gazing around,
I try to find..
Those unknown faces,
A regretful smile..
illusion of the reality..
collusion of dreams..
Life is no more,
But light from beams..

I am entrapped.
in a small dark box
or free in an infinite world?