My Imagery

I want to write so much these days,
but I couldn't find anyone beside me,
search for another soul is in the process,
but for now I am blind and its too hard to see.

its not a sad poem,
at least i don't mean it to be,
its just an image of what I am not thinking,
its just like a lost snowflake in a shallow sea.

I feel so confused,
even words tremble in their sleep,
they woke up so late and stared at me,
cursing my dreams and my imagery.