Where is my soul?

Where is my soul? Come show me myself,
But just as I looked into​ my own reflection, Behold, it was another person staring back at Me.
My identity is gone;
Not knowing my own self but in a shadow, in a maze;
I drifted​ to where the wind took me.
Dissembled by the little white lies of  the Harbinger, who brought news of a place with Deep affection, a glorious lagoon; filled with Lust and despair.
Pleasures that last only momentarily and then Back again in anguish, found in a place of Remorse; in a cave of woes.
Fill me with wine and keep my heart filled with The lies of my youth, tickle my ears with soft Soapy words; words that will nourish my ego And stretch my wings far from reason.
But like a vanished light, my soul has departed From me, and as I searched for it,
I find only a silhouette staring back at me;
Like a faded rainbow, it is no where to be found. Nowhere back to myself, just a shell of a man; Like a tenant who has long abandoned his House.
For I have threaded anomalously far away from Existence; and has forgotten who I once was.