And then I woke up
from this nightmare again.
Tortuous cravings of my mind and body.
Feeling defeated and unfulfilled.
Knowing the answer to the question
having incomplete and wrong solutions
But everywhere I look, evidence is strong
I keep hoping & searching
for an answer that is so personally unique to me.
Everything that I want, need, and crave
I sit alone staring at the silent walls.
Enclosed in the arms of the most fragile existence
Constant reminders of my heart's desires
teasing me.
Thoughts come and go as I search
the inner depths of my being.
After all, knowing one's self
is the answer for some.
The slow beat of my heart
A reminder of my singular existence?
Yet, so much proof keeps my soul alive
Life races on and waits for no one.
A bomb and its fuse is limited.
Where do I look next?
Selfishly I pray for relief of loneliness.
I yearn for validation of my desires.
Oh how I crave for what I have yet to experience.
Will I discover what love is before my death?
My thoughts are becoming the enemy.
And then I woke up
from this nightmare again
Tortuous cravings of my heart and body...
Written by Krystal (aka EchoAngel)
February 2009
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