Searching for ultimate peace, if even for a moment;
-Locked away from the world, as if the answers are all inside.
Fighting epic battles with the mental ghouls…
This won’t be a fight decide-
d; in a day, a week, a month – it’s an eternal fight
Sleep is as elusive as peace is, stretching the sinews of my being,
-Ripping the fabric of my mind to shreds;
Questioning the truth of what i’m seeing,
… What is reality?
Too many questions; not enough time to answer them all.
Is this how life was meant to be?
Are we destined to live incomplete?
-Do we find completeness in another? Or is it a journey trod alone?
The mind eats itself, dies, and eats itself again.
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