Must've Been The Wind

Completely surrounded by something so real
Can't even explain all that I feel
Almost a strong pull that comes from within
I hear a voice whisper "It was only the wind."
I'm suddenly taken to a distant place 
I can see another face
Starting down an unknown path
I don't know where I'm going, but I hope it's fast
Traveling through this dark place
My meaning is displaced
Echoing the laughter
Sifting through the lie
Don't know where to go, but I know that I must try
As soon as the trees move toward anything that is meant
Another voice sounds "Don't forget where you have went"
Unsure of what I'm supposed to recall 
Not sure what it even means
Really unsure of it all
I take another step knowing that they've appeared
Now it's become clear that this is about their fear
Continuing forward seems more like a chore
Continue on
Another voice "I want you more"
Keep going 
Keep going
Eyes on the floor 
No matter what comes
This is not the Lord
My own mind states "So this means I have been left"
Another voice calls out "So what, this is just a test"
I continue down the road unsure what for, but I've already started and I can't go back anymore
Still walking down the path although ready to run
Not sure what it'd accomplish 
Don't know what's been done
My mind hopes "Maybe that's the end"
Another voice "You only play pretend"
What just happened?
What is all this for? 
What have I done?
Why am I at war?
Please come
Make it all make sense
What is it I'm supposed to feel?
I'm no longer sure what's even real
Another question, this one from within
"Do you believe what is said or what you see?"
Another accusation, "You can't see! Can you even see me?"
A question better left unsaid, for I can't even pick up my head
I'll keep on going with tears in my eyes because I know they want me to give up and die
Is it time to go or will I be set free?
I'll keep going down this dark and gravel road
I'll keep pushing forward
I have no where else to go
If only for a moment
I let out a breath
If I can feel the spirit moving then surely I would know if I had been left 
When I feel calm in a gentle breeze 
When I hear the clapping of the trees
When that voice comes in again
I'll know, it wasn't just the wind