Where am I?

Who am I?

Blind, I'm wandering alone. All I can feel is emptiness. Loneliness. I search, moving, traveling. Where? Somewhere. I'm uncertain. I can't understand. Any thoughts that maybe conjure are soon erased and made inferior to the void loneliness I feel.

How bad I want to see. How bad I want to be accompanied.

How much I wonder who I am.