No Direction

I look for my place to fit into, A welcoming face to relate to; I get lost and the compass leads me north. North to the land of skulls Where the slow sea gently lulls Me into a dream. I saw everything you've ever felt; Relief, anxiety, pain all melt Into each other, becoming one Under the icy blazing sun; Something pulls at the threads Of my mind, they unravel Undone. I awake and pull the Threads from my eyes, They fall on the ground and Spell the word 'LIES'; A premonition? The word burns into the snow, I watch it grow, Blossoming into imperfection; My reflection.