PURE EMPTINESS

PURE EMPTINESS

Firas Hallak

Empty places scattered on lonely chairs

Wondering, if anyone dares

Alone as I stare through the bottle

That filled my soul with amusement and great despair

Mad about everything

I do care

Sit and tell me things I do want to hear

Be the pale liquid drowning inside of me that flows to reach my brain

Filled with hope

Nothing but hope that creeps all inside

Wooden tables barely standing

Lack of confidence

And a will to hide

Artificial inventions glowing and moving with great pride

Shocking facts and answers

Closing the very start of an endless ride

Tickling the stars above with your laughter

As we go faster and faster

Wind and flags all around

Excited with the feeling that I have found

Enjoying the different cultures and the mystic sound

Running the cold deserts

And watching the clouds touch the ground

It's irritating but pure

Beauty and a part of my cure

Oh… I'm not that sure

Clowns filled with colors

Gambling with their feelings

Is it true?

Or is it one of these weird thoughts and dreams

Of constant waterfalls and open streams?

I'm lost in a polished wilderness

Waiting for the echo to fill me with emptiness

Nothing but pure emptiness