Monday, April 11, 2005

Void

Will anything fill this Void inside me? She asked.
I don’t know. What would fill the Void that somebody close to you has left? Work? Maybe. That would be one advice I could give her. They say work is all that you need.
Who are they? She asked. Do they know the meaning of Void? Did they work to fill it?
I sit in a coffee shop in a busy mall and see all the faces going about. Shopping, buying, eating, drinking and looking so happy. Did they feel the Void ever? They say shopping helps.
Who are they? Did they ever feel the Void? Are they shopping because of it?
I don’t know. I know of people who do that very often. But does material things really help? Momentary happiness for a lifetime of Void. And expensive. Would I want that? I never tried and probably would not do so either. But …
All I can do is that I would be around if you need a shoulder. I would be there to dry your tears, hear your outbursts against the unjust world and sympathise with you. I would try and fill the Void a little and bring a smile on your face again.