Post #4845

Sometimes I feel so empty, so hollow inside Like thin air blowing through a summer noon The feeling of purposelessness accounts A search for purpose, and the strings of fear My empty heart, always proves to mirrors That greatness is there, knowing it's a facade In the stillness of the moment, sometimes I feel calm Influenced by the environment, belonging to a different reality I feel confused, what I am and what I am not A Great pretention of mind, layer upon layers I give importance, and sometimes I don't Maybe it's something big, maybe just a game of mind #review #poetry