I was shouting, and still shouting

‘got troubled by the spirits of emptiness,
haunted by the dimming of unwanted sunlight.
I'm crossing over the unfathomable path,
trying to figure out the puzzle of yesterday.

I asked for a lil sunshine this morning,
I was still cold, numb and broken unforgivingly.
I stayed and waited, clung to the enveloping wind,
It will never happen; it won’t even come near me.

          So there, the lullabies stood, motionless and defied,
          Strength was weakened, hope was tortured.

Shout! In the middle of the sea.
Shout! At the heart of nowhere.
Shout! Where even echoes are muted.
And I will shout forever, wherever.