Autopsy - Zao

And what shall I do?
I try to speak and words stop short of my tongue.
They make their way back to my thoughts.
Still crafted by a still soul.
I move my eyes around trying to find a place to rest. 
I can't see it but I feel the light
Someone tell us we are loved
Someone take the pain away
Someone fill up the void
Someone fix my broken heart
Are you that someone?