VOID.

Away, at a distance
Close enough to see
Too far away to feel.
I stand and gaze upon
The lush Green Meadow,
The mountains dressed in snow.
Unable to sniff the aura,
Blocked by the barbed wire.
As true as crazy it sounds.
A black hole;
Seeping in, emotions and energy
Yet unproductive and helpless.
You can fish among the masses
Nationalism, patriotism, and love.
But sanity is a gone option
Among those listed above.
Unable to embrace my family
I reminisce them in my dreams
I fill my heart, it remains empty
But now I know.
Emotions devoid of passion
Is a void that can't be filled.