Write a short free-verse poem describing your search for your personal identity.?

I am blinded by my own dreadful fate. You may think you know me, but I can see right through you. I cannot see my own face so therefor I don't know who I am. I've gotten lost and cannot come back into reality's dungeon. My own identity has been taken away since my mirror shattered last night when I was in the moment. Help me!