Where did I go?

As the night swallows my dreams and my insomnia I wonder...
Is there anybody out there?
is there anything else than plastic, cement, steel, and alcohol?
why won't this fire, intense flames, burn me at all but keep giving me pain and sorrow?
why won't the moon talk to me anymore,
as she did centuries ago...?
where...
did my soul go?
where...
did I go?