Empty

So much desires without a single execution,
19 years of emptiness wondering, if it was all an illusion,
Am I too weak on my own?
Or do I need a soul mate to complete the fusion,
Sinking in personal nightmares,
Fearing the worst of my delusion,
Can you tell me the answer to my question?
Am I the son of the earth?
Relying on my inner strength,
Because I feel like a hunchback, backing a load of regret,
Now I am here, stretching back to the past tense,
Reliving tales of the good days and past friends,
Excited to dwell in the mist of memory lane,
While I avoid the reaction of my present pain,
But with the words of my ancestors,
Way before my existence,
"Says, with time all wounds will heal.