Contentment I Cry

The emptiness burrows down,
deep.
the hollow pit drags the heart into despair.

Never.
Never will it be.
Never will it happen for me.

Lies.
All of them.
Or are they...

Day passes Day,
Night consumes the tears.
The "lies" become reality bit by bit.

My arms are bare.
My hands empty.
My heart hardened.

Others pass by,
My smile is slapped on.
To dam the pain and tears.

Contentment I cry,
Will you never be mine?

Why do I run after your elusive trail?
I dig my heels in.
Freezing all motion.

Is it here, where I am?
Is it there, where I am not?
Is it all in imagination?

An illusion
That all is well
That all is as it should be.

And yet,
I can't shake it.
Despair, despondent, disillusioned.

Contentment, I cry.
Will you ever be mine.