A poem: Lost

In the crowds, in the eyes
the distant strangeness
echoing loneliness.
Like a mirrored reflection
the truth shines a light
on darkness and it looks
back at me, now revealed
and more unknown than before.
It’s as if I have landed
On a new star and
I’m the alien entity.
Tears stream from my eyes
Gushing down my cheeks
I can barely breath
But the air is fine.
I’m in a cocoon
But can’t unravel
Spring free
And run home.
I am lost in space
And the echo
From my scream
Is silent.