The other side of Nothing

The promises that I made, and the things I said,
When I look back, I see them driving me mad.
Alone I stand,
Looking, what I’ve still not lost,
Let the world keep, what I never had.

In the times of pain, while walking in rain,
I saw through myself, getting insane.
Like a tree dried up, amidst sprawling woods,
Gone unnoticed, hiding under the hoods.
Deep within, there’s a big dark sphere,
I’m inside, I’m outside,
I’m still nowhere.
Each effort was done, everyone tried,
All failed to see through,
Failed,
To see the other side.

The light, though dried up the tree,
But from dark it was always shy.
The question yet remains, what was it,
The light, or the dark, that had been on sly.

Someone sometime will come this way,
The wait might be long,
And this time things might even stay.
But the harm has been done, that others would never see,
I’ll never be the same again,
Never, what I used to be.