Where are you going,
in the patterns of chaos?
You seem to be fading,
in the bright flashes.
What do you see,
in the shadows of the light?
You seem to be searching, 
Looking to right.
What are you hearing,
in the pops and bangs?
Are there voices calling
that are solely for you?
You seem serious
Or startled and afraid.
The flashes continue, 
and alone you will stay.