Confusion of the Dark

My eyes are the lights of the world
Yet sound still echos from the dark behind me
I want to know
I need to understand
Are my thoughts alone
Or are there more at hand?

Is the world all mine
Does it belong to me?
Is there other life
Or is there only what I see?

Will I purge faith?
Is there night?
Is there even day?

Are my thoughts my own?
Then why do I fight
When I am all alone?
Am I fucking right?