In the depths of a hollow abyss, I reside,
Where emptiness haunts, an unwelcome guide,
A void consuming, leaving me hollow,
No trace of warmth, no solace to borrow.
What is this feeling that plagues my soul?
An emptiness vast, devouring me whole,
No name can capture its relentless grasp,
Leaving me adrift, lost in this vast expanse.
My thoughts wander to a distant realm,
A dreamland where reality finds its helm,
Yearning to escape, to forget, to be free,
In the sanctuary of slumber, where I can just be.
Oh, how I long for a world untouched,
Where masks are shed, and truths are clutched,
To peel away the layers that conceal,
And in authenticity, find what is real.
Why must we paint ourselves, I ponder,
In hues that make us blend and wander,
As if society's brushstrokes dictate our worth,
Masking our essence, obscuring our birth.
But dare we challenge the canvas of conformity,
Unveiling our colors, embracing diversity,
For it is in the raw, unadorned display,
That true beauty emerges, illuminating the way.
So, let us seek solace in our dream's embrace,
While we navigate this world's complex maze,
May we find the courage to break free,
And reclaim the essence of our authenticity.
For within the emptiness, a seed is sown,
An opportunity to embrace the unknown,
To rediscover the depths that lie within,
And let our true selves shine, unburdened, unconfined.