Existential crisis

Talking about a night that was sleepless,

A strange voice but more like mine

Whispered into my ears,

I was startled at once and

I thought that I was stared upon,

But there was no one but me

Then I gathered myself ,

And took a deep breath!

Then a question popped-up in my head

Exactly what was whispered in my ears,

Who I am and why I am here for?

Then I was startled again that

Why am I asking myself this