a recent conversation between a friend and me led to a very interesting dialogue -

he (adetya) said,

i lost my soul long back

no dreams just me and my sleep

the window is the same, but the view is different each day

i am free but tangled in a hovel full of nothing

a void which will never fill

never let me out

like they said, its a bitter sweet symphony called life

i breathe but never enough all the things i know are kept inside

some secrets die within

none of what i have written

is connected, but true

i am young and thats my fault

my dad says he was once like how i am now

he says its not easy

but tell me how can i try to explain

when since the time i could talk all i has to do was listen

all the times i have cried

keeping the things inside

its hard but its hard as i ignore it

one day i will have to go

to this i replied -

Make the Void a part of you

rather than becoming a part of it

you have to find your soul,

its not lost...

just waiting for you to come looking

sometimes to talk you must listen

and to listen you must talk

Keep yourself within you,

but let someone else in too.

Your dream land awaits the both of you

hurt and loss doesnt kill you

it makes you who you are

embrace it

and then watch the fun

you'll learn so much, you wont know yourself

they say time heals

in reality it doesnt,

nothing heals the deeper wounds of our soul

but they become a part of you

learn from them

moving on is not something that must be done

we carry our excess baggage with nowhere to leave it behind

just like our hearts.

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