From above

What am I doing? I don't know I ask myself questions that I don't respond maybe from somewhere else maybe from above I will get an answer so I can carry on. What am I doing? I don't know was he just a moment which is now gone? was he a face I replaced? was he the face I loved? did I want him to fill up a space which it was an endless hole? What am I doing? I don't know I look around and just see walls I'm in the middle of a forest covered in fog and I see pictures of a past where no one won. Jessica