Me

There's a void inside me,

dark and hollow.


Not a flicker of hope to keep me going,

Just the desire to let it go.


I want to be happy, I want to be loved,

I want to be with the one I love.


But everything keeps changing and unfolding,


Stumbling and crashing.


My head and heart,

both remain fogged.


All I wish for is to find the smile I long lost somewhere,


All I want is a life that counts,


All I desire is the touch of love,


But all I find is the void that hurts.

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