Exiled from Light

I keep finding misery in happiness,
And happiness in misery.
It's not the same as being alone,
Lights are drops of faiths,
Insignificant.

When the soul trembles in fear,
And breaks my heart in a million pieces.
I want to know every pain in this world,
And cherish them till my death.

I'm half drowned,
In a constellation of souls.
The voice is not heard,
And the words not understood.
There is no beauty left here,
But an exile into darkness,
Only a descent into madness.

I have found my treasure,
In this dying light of forever.
In my every death I realize,
Solitude will go away,
In nothing I still agonize.