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Upon the morning rising,
Last night I fell asleep with a weight of worries,
Thinking much about problems, mistakes I make,
And somehow there's an emptiness in me that yearns for filling.
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I ask myself again,
It always ends with me asking about it,
What is this void in me,
It is a blank,
A place inside me that nothing would satisfy,
It's an unyielding emptiness wanting for something.
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It's a question I don't know,
For years I have been running everywhere,
Searching for the void to be filled One day,
When till now It's still a vacancy that exists in me,
Softly knocking on me.
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The midnight a hope emerge,
Solely hope for me to fill the void,
It took some time to fulfill the emptiness of the void,
I search many places,
And today at this midnight a sufficient hope,
Hope for me and perhaps for you,
Was there for me and you.
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Finding the hope for my void,
I had to go through numerous obstacles and failures,
I did not believe I would finally have a piece in me that filled,
Since I was a sinner; vacancy natural for me,
But till when I need to live with emptiness,
When I can be sufficient all the time,
With that grace on the midnight hopes'
It's a miracle in disguise.
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On this fine day, It completes but not entirely
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-again, you may perceive whatever but this is my illusion for something - Example: Emptiness, {only perceive in a positive way ;)}
-Ain-
side note: I've never written something like this ;) hope for those who read this are interesting in reading it ;)
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