I used to go on thinking i could ease through life without pain.
That everyone would just be there for me.
I awakened weeks ago from that dream though.
Following blank darkness, going ahead even i can't see.
The days of smiling and endless laughter have come to an end.
I don't know the difference between “enemy” and “friend.”
It seems that now reality has won, and i've to stop spinning now.
The distance from me and them is rather far;
To gain time to talk with them i'd have to wish on a star.
I've gotten lost again.
Or is this just another path to go?
The distance between “lost” and “found” is far away.
I don't even know what i'm supposed to say.
Slipping on the darkness that illuminated my way.
Even the hopes are tempting me today.
I've got no more things to say.
Now i've to start walking and throw the pain away.
Even if i'm alone, it's the only way.
I rather like this poem. When you said that you cannot tell the difference between enemy and friend, I hypothesize that it is a reference to your dilema with Zatsune.
Poetry is a away to share your emotions, and I think you are wonderful at that.