Is it possible to feel so fulfilled yet sit around and feel a hollow-feeling in your chest and heart?
To have everything you desire, yet still feel a sense of emptiness tearing you apart.
It's a strange paradox, to have it all but feel like you have nothing at all,
To look into the eyes of those you love and feel like a stranger in a foreign land.

The light that once sparkled in eyes now seems dim and faded,
The warmth that once filled your soul now feels cold and jaded.
You reach out to hold someone close, hoping to feel their heart beat with yours,
But all you feel is a sense of detachment, like you're on distant shores.

The feeling of indifference overwhelms you, like a heavy blanket weighing you down,
You try to shake it off, but it clings to you like a dark, suffocating gown.
You long to connect, to feel a sense of belonging in this world so vast,
But the void in your chest grows deeper, and the emptiness seems to last.

You search for meaning, for a purpose to give your life some direction,
But all you find are more questions, more doubts, more reflection.
Is it possible to feel so fulfilled yet still yearn for something more?
To have it all but feel like something's missing at your core.

You try to push aside these feelings, to bury them deep within,
But they resurface, time and time again, like a relentless, unforgiving sin.
You search for solace in the eyes of those you love, hoping to find some peace,
But all you find is a void, a hollowness that refuses to cease.

So you continue to wander, lost and alone in a world that seems so vast,
Hoping to find a light in the darkness, a warmth that will last.
But until then, you sit with this hollowness in your chest and heart,
Wondering if it's possible to feel so fulfilled yet still feel torn apart.