To find me

I'm sitting thinking, what is life for
so insignificant in all this beauty
do i have a purpose
i blind my self on the white light
my fuel, my Ecstasy, my drug
but when the darkness came my hit ended
the darkness of the mind when lying blind on the floor
the scissors cut my identity
I'm no longer hidden, no longer human
my walk across burning ashes ended
i know the real me
sitting in a room of others
but I'm happy
for the first time, I'm happy