I should be happy, but I feel so lonely
All the love all around, but nothing inside
I should cry, release the hold and open the passage
that is locked away to protect me from the dangers of emptiness
many things around, but no substance,
I think I am feeling, but I am merely moving through space
like a fly making many meaningless stops,
finding warm places to feed, rest and recoup before I take off
to the next stop where I will search for my purpose.
Breathe and exhale,
trying to help fill the hole that I painfully feel in my core,
when I had you I had reason, now I have space~