Meaning of life

Back?
To whom shall I go Back?
To The castle that nobody lives inside but the sound of the breeze and birds
Shall I go back to the statues in every dark corners
Or to the dusty dinning table that surrounds with it's empty chairs?
Shall I go to the speaking spoons and the fighting knifes?
Or walking alone in it's wide garden as if I'm lost in the dark forest
Why shall I go back to a place where it surrounds with some hanging staring pictures
Or shall I go back where i talk to my hot warm tea
Or go back sing to the long corridor that makes me hear myself again and again??
I ..wish it was a small hut with lots of crowded shoulders with loud laughings in every corner
where I can hear conversations that makes me desperate to listen to
I wish I can go to this place where I can feel the meaning..
Meaning of life...