A journey unknown
A path unseen
A shadow of time past
A future lies untried, uncast

I long for what I know not
I yearn for that which I have naught
The lack, the vacuum, the gaping lacuna
It hides inside; outside a normal patina

I need, I know not what
I long for I don't know whom
I wait for I don't know when
I cry, and I don't know why

I only know, all I know is, I lack...
Where are those moments
When my world was full?
A time machine would be cool
How I wish I could go back!