Sitting on this desert sands of being alone,
Trying hard to fish inside my thoughts,
For as the saying goes..
"There are many fishes in the Ocean".
I ask myself,
why then.. haven't I found one?

Do I have to be perfect in order to find someone or to become somebody anyone would love,
for me to have a catch?

My gaze fixed upon this nothingness and it's where I find my rest.
My ever wandering heart finding peace deep inside.

I may have found none on my quest except this place of haze, but on my point of awakening nothing felt real!

As I look around this surreal vast array of blankness,
mirage of shadows imitating people,
came rushing in to save me from other forces and also from myself,
which doesn't seem to matter anymore in this place called,
Oblivion.