It is a terrible feeling in this world

To not know who you are,

To look up at the night sky

And see a dark abyss without a star.

You don't know when it started.

You thought everything was so clear.

But you were running away so fast,

You didn't see the stars disappear.

The moment that you stopped,

The fear came rushing in.

You thought you knew who you were,

But you can't find a single star within.

You're stuck out in the middle of the darkness,

Full of anxious uncertainty, on the brink of an attack.

You look at yourself in the mirror,

And you don't know who looks back.

The path you've always followed

Is no longer shining there.

You have to trudge through the muck,

Lost, without guidance from anywhere.

But there will come a day,

When you recognize what reflects in the mirror.

Your path will shine again,

And everything will be much clearer.

Hopefully, then you'll think to look back

At all the darkness you had crossed.

And realize you never would've been found,

If you had never gotten lost.