Empty Shell

What left of me is nothing but an empty shell~
Not just empty, but with no boundary to its depth~

Meaningless~

Yet, things are easier said than to be done~
To let go is not as easy as turning on the tap~
And, time is needed...

I am feeling empty inside, with few things, if not none to expect~
I am ready to hypnotize myself with work, and i mean a lot of work~
Just to make myself feel more full~

Maybe it's just being about myself, but I am feeling a distance with people around me~
I am floating away into a different dimension, where i am the only one present, with darkness and total silence~
Waiting for that someone to make the path which leads back to my own world.

And I shall wait and wait~~~

(p/s: no one shall be blamed for the post )

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