Floating on an ocean without a shore in sight
"What is the meaning of life" was whispered in my mind
On a moonlit night in the middle of nowhere
I could hear nothing but the weeping of a clueless heir
In the depths of depth, where even light couldn’t reach
I saw him staring back, over the dreams to achieve
In the cold,so cold where even the sun could freeze
I saw him, by himself, looking for a gentle breeze
As a missing part somewhere, I couldn’t but admire
Yet I found myself, once again, nowhere, slowly drowning in an endless quagmire
In the search of warmth,a hope and light
I kept floating and floating,untill the dawn of this night
Aug 30, 2025
Aug 30, 2025 at 11:53 AM UTC
Floating on an ocean without a shore in sight
"What is the meaning of life" was whispered in my mind
On a moonlit night in the middle of nowhere
I could hear nothing but the weeping of a clueless heir
In the depths of depth, where even light couldn’t reach
I saw him staring back, over the dreams to achieve
In the cold,so cold where even the sun could freeze
I saw him, by himself, looking for a gentle breeze
As a missing part somewhere, I couldn’t but admire
Yet I found myself, once again, nowhere, slowly drowning in an endless quagmire
In the search of warmth,a hope and light
I kept floating and floating,untill the dawn of this night
