This is My Universe

How do I articulate,
what I sit back and speculate.
Cold nights breeze
The universe on its knees.
I scream what I spectate,
These lost eyes
Look up to my skies,
As I perceive the world.
Strange phases take place,
Feeling the presence,
So ubiquitous,
Utterly ambiguous,
Other worldly ambitions.
What do I really see,
A mirror in me.
Racing to the end
My journey flows.
Space and time wont bend
It's just myself
In my end it's my friend.