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The days of today

lead me into the night of tomorrow.

To search continuously for myself.

To seek a part of myself that I have never met.

Each day I try to find my path

to understand what I am exactly suppose to do,

suppose to be.

Confusion sets in,

running around in circles with no start

and no end.

Maybe the moment isn't right

who knows for sure

My nights are filled with silence

my own voice telling me to give up

to succumb.

I search, meditate, pray

I try to stay active in my cacoon

of mundane repetition

Answers don't exist

not now it seems

Peace, not yet

Love, completely unsure

Confusion, most definitely.

Longling, without a doubt.

My mind wonders in this state

while each day I hope and pray

for a change, for a break in my

Monotony.

sbriere

Nov. 25/10