It’s not there
Not in here, my heart
In the soul of my existence
In the depth of the vanity of life
It is in, within everything
Everything that I do to be
To be the only true me
In my mind so far into infinity
In the memories that lay waste
In the barren land of the absent minded
In the latent repose of the gifted
Not knowing how to harness and guide what has been given
Lost to an imprisoned soul
Anguish from the unknown
©2017~VearnaGloster