Back To...Where?

Wandering.
Lost, confused, alone.
Not scared, not worried.
Tears flowing with no purpose.
I am just existing.
One minute I'm here.
The next minute I'm there.
After that I'm in another place.
Sometimes even two places at once.
Maybe if I just sit.
No.
Never stop.
But what if I need to?
I can't.
I am weak.
No I'm not.
Need to find the way back.
Where is back?
The beginning?
The past?
To where everything made sense?
No.
To the future.
No looking back.
Head first into the infinite fixation in which people call life.
No fears.
No confusion.
The light is bright.
But somehow, I still feel murky.
This too shall pass...or will it?