• Someone turned the lights out,

    And now I don't know which way I'm going.

    A blindfold devours every corner,

    Every inch.

    Left is right,

    Right is left.

    Or is it the other way around?

    I'm stumbling, but there's nothing to hold on to.

    Nothing to pull myself up with,

    To keep me from falling.

    Have I fell?

    Am I walking?

    Which way am I going?

    The darkness mocks me with sheer cruelty,

    But I'm too confused to be afraid,

    Though maybe I should be.

    I guess this is life, though,

    Shuffling around blindly.

    I know I've seen the light,

    But the memory is distant now,

    Faded into the darkness.

    But I'm not afraid.

    Because I know it will return.