The lost soul

How louder can you be? Can your voice reach up to me? Let me sleep and let me dream that's the only place where I can redeem. Life seems to be so cordial and mellow but every time I felt a surge of anxiety and hollow.

That's not me. That's not how I see.

My mind is so empty and the words have been my empathy. Life's so miserable playing my own role. Amidst of it I forgot to find my own lost soul