It Is You

Dear Blog,


The emptiness of my heart,
The hollow wound of my soul.
Amidst all the sadness,
Crawling towards hope.


A ray of sunshine,
The cloud's silver lining.
Is as good as a myth,
Old, dusty and dying.


Dread clasps my body,
A sinking feeling arose.
Am I drowning or am I dead,
The truth remains untold.


Pretence is above me,
I'm filled till the nose.
Breathing is a task,
And movement a pose.


Never should be anyone limited thus,
Grasping for love surrounded by dust.


Happiness is huge and in small events,
Take it all in, your final destination awaits.


Love,
N