My mind travels here and there,
but my heart,
it doesn't move.
My plans, wishes,
my dreams reach beyond imagine,
but my heart is no longer in it.
My heart is missing,
gone.
I feel... nothing.
There is a hole in a place that should be beating with life!
My tears do not feel real;
My smiles mean nothing.
It all feels like an act,
for I no longer know how I feel.
In a moment when I should feel great joy or pride,
it's all
gone.
The days of my childhood are in the past,
days filled with adventure and happiness alone.
Now, everything is cold and dark.
Everything is so much harder than it used to be;
It becomes so much harder to laugh with my friends like before,
to join my family in games
and fellowship
and pure togetherness.
Instead of the laughter and unity,
I feel only tired and ALONE.
I am always surrounded by these smiling, happy, loving faces,
but still,
I
AM
ALONE
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A sad introspection occasioned by existential anxiety is aptly captured in the piece. Deep feelings of emptiness portrayed with clarity of thought and mind. Thanks for sharing Elena and do remain enriched.