The meaning I've been looking for?
It isn't there.
I looked,
I searched,
I rummaged,
I scrabbled everywhere.
There's nothing ahead,
Nothing beyond,
Nothing after,
Nothing before.
There's no reasons,
No purpose,
No right,
And no wrong.
Maybe things just exist,
You just are,
I just am,
It just is.
YOU ARE READING
The Soul Alone
PoetryA collection of poetry about a time in your life when you're all alone and feel completely lost...
