Lost In The Void by Muntaha Moon

I dreamed again and then felt the drain.
The life I had and the life I want to have.
I desired in hopes of the wish to be known.
So I asked myself do I really own the comfort zone?
I envision a life ahead that is grown.
And my future whispers you’ve already flown.
So why do I feel all I’ve desired has slipped away.
Despite trying, still, I’m lost each day.
Like an empty dome, hollow and grey.
I’m a poet without a muse, my words fade.
Accused of choices I never made.
Yet, my dreams vanished, my thoughts astray.
Astray, In a chaos displayed.
Hard work pays off, they say,
But for those with loved ones, come what may.
When dreams are solo, the excursion is long,
You loose yourself in an unknown song.
The void, an ecstasy of what’s not mine,
A longing that remains, forever defined.
No haste, no envy, just an empty space, watching others
live the dreams that once were my place.