Dying For Something More

Temporal happiness

does not satisfy;

getting the things I want~

this superficial stuff~

does not cure

the emptiness inside.



Short-sightedness

is what kills

my eternal spirit

when I’ve always

been dying for

something more.



I need to feel You;

I need that joy

and peace that

radiates from within

despite our  

external environment.



I need to touch

Your smile when

I make You proud,

and hold Your hand

when I reach out

to the needy.



I need You to

live through me,

so I may influence

the lives of those

who are lost

in the world’s lies.



Then I may show

them how they

can have the world~

the celestial world~

simply by selling out

on this earth.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by: Overhead by Hyper Static Union

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