something is missing,

it is my heart or my soul?

The answer is still unknown,

this process is alone.

Finding something,

which means everything.

is a desperate need,

which no one will feed.

sitting in the dark room,

useful yet useless like a broom.

I went on searching something,

which I know was missing.

but what is that missing piece?

which will complete me as a human being?

the search is endless,

and now I am mindless.

the patience which I had,

was eroded a long time ago.

and now I am left with only,

a lonely heart which soon will sink.

 

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