Lost

I wrote it in a sort of trance like state, so it's kind of weird.

pitch black sky
one small star floating into nowhere
listening for sound, but only the wind is heard
can't understand what's going on
I look for you, but not a person is seen
in this vast forest, I am alone
lost in reality, searching for fantasy
a perfect world, now stolen by destruction
words flowing from the sky, but it doesn't make sense
aimlessly falling to the ground with not a care but to die
All color vanishes from the earth never to return
gray and white are too depressed to show
nothing to be seen, black embraces all.