Empty Dream

I have been walking aimlessly for too long.

Yet even if I want to stop;

And reach a place finally,

I am still stagnant like always.

 

I wonder just how

I've been going on like that.

Why do I live?

Survival instincts

Or a wish to not waste this life?

 

Is there somewhere I can find peace?

Where I lay with nothing to worry

Where someone waits just for me

And fills this empty me

 

Maybe it's all just a dream

Never to come true..

I guess I will sleep

So the mind may fill

What this body couldn't