Unfamiliar Waters

All my windows are still broken but I am standing on my feet. I tread carefully in these new waters, in this unfamiliar sea. Safe in the dark, unsure in the light. The darkness has become my home; it feels safe when I'm hidden from sight and even better when I'm alone. Eyes, windows to the soul, I keep you covered so no one can see, the confusion, the sadness, the soft part that lies within me. I step cautiously in this new unexplored land; after all there is no one here to hold my hand. Walking on well-lit, unused roads and rocky terrain, while longing for my familiar darkness to come home to again. Will I find my footing, is there something there to grasp? Is this my path, is this my way? I continue to ask. Still looking for a place to rest, where my head can lay. I search to find that small part of me that hopes for a brighter day. Looking to the heavens I see unfamiliar skies; I can't help but miss the comfort of being in the shadows and lies. Who know what shall come to pass or what will be, all I know is that in these unfamiliar waters I still need to tread carefully.