and I needed it to be
Profound.
I needed it to
speak to me
louder
than any words
have ever spoken
before.
I needed it
to tell me
the most fundamental
truth
of all.
But, alas
What was that truth?
And why did I need it?
The ever
tantalizing truth
Prodding me awake
from the depths of
sleep.
The quest for fulfillment
slipping through my clenched
fingers.
But I think I know
now
What I could have
never known then
A deep silence
falls across the calm
waters
The thick fog settles.
The multitude of the
universe expanding
comes to a rapid halt.
-These wounds
were always
self-inflicted.
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