All Alone

All alone,
In the dark,
Waiting for something.
I don't know,
What will start,
Waiting for something.

Could it be,
My own soul?
Waiting for something,
Could it be,
Something real?
What is that something?

Where is the light?
Where are the angel choruses?
Where is the one,
Who supposed to be my leader?
Where am I?
Where am I?

All alone,
In abyss,
Longing for something.
Darkness embraces,
Curling round my soul,
Longing for something.

Could it be,
Someone's dream?
This deep wondering?
Could it be,
Just a thought?
Or just nothing?

Where is the light?
Where are the angel choruses?
Is this true death?
Without a heaven to greet me?
What am I?
What am I?

"There's nothing here for you,"
says a voice,
"Because you never were.
They always said,
they would be here,
When you never were."

"Anguish lies here!"
screams torment.
"Didn't you realize,
that something was wrong?
How could they offer you what isn't,
When you never were?"

Where is the light?
Where are the angel choruses?
Where is the heaven always promised?
Are they simply no more?
Where am I?
What am I?

� Elysia N. Fields