A Downright State Of Emptiness

A downright state of emptiness
Prevails in this vale
Ah- the rain is still there
Beating against my porthole
But this time it makes painful memoirs
The torrent produces melancholic melodies
The clouds are perhaps my saviors
For they camouflage my afflictions
By hiding my tears in the raindrops

A downright state of emptiness
A bellow of thunder and lightening
And noises
The hush of my once non-violent soul
Has departed it seems
For this dwelling of my spirit
Quivers with tremulous jerks, dreadful eruptions
Spring has departed
And now I am entangled in autumn
All rapture is leaving me like a yellow leaf
Withered and no longer needed

A downright state of emptiness
My fellows in this expedition
To an unknown destination
Though once familiar
Seem so distance; so strange
A downright state of emptiness
Rivers surge ah yes! They still do
Flowers bloom, birds sing, winds gush
But all of a sudden
Everything seems futile-life itself!
A downright state of emptiness
Every creation seems to be in a trauma
In bewilderment, in atonement
The air is mute; the birds are mute
My heart, my mind, my soul
All are mute and life
Which once sang and danced-is mute

A downright state of emptiness
I can hear the shrieks of pain
I can hears screams and rattling
For pain and melancholy
Are echoing within me
I am void; I am vacant; I am vacuous
I seem to be having everything and yet
That one absence makes me unfilled
Makes me hollow; makes me incomplete
The absence of that one voice in the choir
Makes the entire congregation futile
The absence of that one companion
Makes the whole journey futile
My life without that one shadow
Is utter pain; is desolation
Oh my liberator! My comrade! My redeemer!
I seem to be having everything and yet
That one absence makes me empty