Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken

Poem 9 (Discovery)

I had an eye-opening experience today.
This morning to be exact.
I discovered that I am nothing.
All my life I've been afraid of life,
of what living means,
cowering in a corner, trembling...frightened.
I have never lived if I think of it.
Am I dead?
Alive?
Is this death?
Is this life?
I'm not sure.
But I want to know.
I am in constant darkness.
Among shadows.
I need to follow that light I can faintly see at the end of the hallway.
I can see time pass by and I'm stuck, observing.
My life a constant caesura state, while the world is spinning in fast-forward.
And I want to run, and I want to fly and I want to go away.
And I can...I will.