Monday, April 9, 2012

Profound Question

I've been shouting at the top of my voice
But my voice is unheard
Hours ahead and miles away
You're image is kinda blurred

People talk to me but I'm barely listening
They hold my hand , yet Im still untouched
My tremble , my addiction
Reveal my insides , out in the open

I wake up in the middle of the night
Because you've been far away from sight
Answer me , Even if there is no question
Reunite on the same land , If you cross over the ocean

I feel a void inside me
An aimless empty hollow
Like I've lost something, that won't be found
Something that was never even mine

After this , maybe it will end
But at least I will put my dreams to rest
Maybe the misery that fades to elude
Will be put to a test

I can't help but think
Of me in the big bed and the empty space around
Which of the two is more vast
Is the question that is more profound