I watch the rain descend aimlessly,
and feel frightened and confused.
For the first time not seeing
the light from the dark,
the true from the fake,
the blue from the red.

I withdrew from the rain,
only to watch it endlessly
and not understand any
any part of it...

I don't trust anyone,
I'm  mysteriously lost in
the middle...
afraid to change...afraid to move...

I wonder sometimes if
my feelings make any sense...
or am I living in an unknown void
my arms cuffed to the darkness...

What is this mad soul
living on the physical plane?
Am I a ghost
or just a shallow being
not knowing the real from
the unreal...

How do I emerge from this?
Do I ever?
or am I doomed?