All this time I've spent searching for peace,
was in actuality, wasted...
looking for absence‐
down to my last piece...
I've given everything, but everything has just stayed as is.
I've wanted to give up‐
but the truth of the matter is...
I already did...
long, long ago
and somehow, just didn't let it show‐
fooling even myself...
thinking my search could be helped.
I've lost everything in this search for nothing...
I've wasted so much time searching for a somewhere that has never existed‐
can I now just be nowhere?...
For my life I have spent...
can my return be absence?...
About the Creator
JM
Personally, writing began as a creative outlet, to be a means of processing and venting emotion, but it has become so much more. Something I want not to be just relatable, enjoyable and a good read, but to reach someone who is in need.
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