• pan___ 9w

    Searching for it

    I'm searching.
    I don't know what I'm searching for.
    I just know that I'm looking for something.
    When I find it, I'll know.
    It's the missing piece.
    I need it to be whole.
    I don't know where to find it.
    So I'm wandering.
    Hopelessly scavenging.
    Sifting through the grain of life.
    Finding what I always find.
    Not finding what I need.
    How do I find the pages of my book?
    I have the story,
    but how do I write it without the pages?
    I need it.
    What is it?
    Where is it?
    Will it make me whole?
    I hope so.
    I'm lost without it.
    Walking through life without purpose.
    Everything I feel and think is
    Wading through a pool of maple syrup.
    I'm cold in my soul because
    I can't find a fire to warm myself.
    I don't know how much more I can take.
    When I find it,
    I think I'll be okay.
    Whatever it is.
    Wherever it is.
    I need to find it.
    I need it to make me whole.
    ┬ępan___