Do you feel that,
The eye of the storm?
Is there a safer place?
Another place I could call home?
Why do I run then
From the silence,
From the emptiness
From the void that is everything and
Nothing?
What answers will I find?
What changes must be made to soothe the
Parched lips of my soul?
What lies of complacency will come undone,
Once I realize I am whole?
Thursday, January 23, 2014
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