The Point at which the Two Planes Co-Exist

I’m lost in the big, empty room
That is my mind.
The world in its entirety, then I,
Several miles behind,
Staring into space.

I’m lost in the gaps between
How I see the world.
Under the shadowed corner of my mind,
Alone and scared,
Trying not to let go,
Sure nobody knows.
I am all alone,
And waiting so.
I’m lost in the scenes of this night
For what seems like years.
Backwards and forwards in time,
Just building fear.

Every moment is a
Brief image of a
Cross-section of the
Whole universe.
Every moment is a
Pale reflection of the
Greater pattern of the
Whole of this mortal coil.

I’m lost in the big, empty room
That is my mind.
The world in its entirety, then I,
Several miles behind,
Staring into space.

I’m lost in the vague precision
Of an unending dream.
The only thing I know for certain
Is, it isn’t what it seems.