I always found myself in the dark
Alone and wandering with only silence to tell
Yet I never understood why at that moment
I could see people around me
How was I able to see when I knew I was in the shadows?
How were they able to notice me passing by
when I, myself, could not hear my footsteps?
Then it struck me.
Being in the dark was all in my head.
I chose to believe I saw nothing when my eyes said otherwise.
Suddenly, these people approached me.
"You finally looked up."
All this time...
...my eyes were directed at the ground.
They were always closed
just like my soul which received comfort from the dark.
My feet aimlessly walked because I chose to.
My eyes continued to be asleep because I chose to.
And I believed it was dark because I chose to.
I was never alone nor trapped in the darkness.
I was simply lost in the light.