On a constant search for
For the release of thought
In order to be
Yearning for a place within my mind
To call ‘at peace.’
Searching for each moment of
But the more I look, the farther I find myself from myself. I dive deeper into a cave of unknown, scared I won’t be able to reach the shore. And in turn I drown out of fear of polluted water and a depth I can’t understand.
Until I force my eyes open. And all I see is a shallow shore and my toes dancing in the water. Waiting for more waves to crash upon them; shake me to my core. All for, a little release.