A Strange Longing
Emptiness surrounds me,
Fills my entire being
And I don’t know why.
A black pit,
Deep within my soul
Threatens to consume me.
I can’t understand this,
This strange longing,
This aching pain.
I’m a success,
I’m not lonely
And yet I yearn.
But what do I yearn for?
What do I need?
What do I desire?
Fame and fortune,
They are words
And have no effect on me.
I exist in a relationship
So I can’t be lonely
I don’t yearn for that.
But there is something deeper
Something that speaks
To my very soul.
But I can’t name it,
Identify it nor can
I label it.
It just exists,
Like a parasite
Refusing to release its host.
It’s burrowed itself
Deeply under my skin
Deeply into my very soul.
It won’t release
I can’t shake it
It remains.
What is this thing?
Why is it here?
What does it want?
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