
I lose myself in my creation, lost what once was left before.
In my mind hides something of importance.
Something long existed, with tranquillity at its core.
Though I know it's deep within, I journey onward to find the truth.
For now I seek the physical, the mind I have to soothe.
I will not fear what presents itself, for my guide is at my side.
Wherever I may find myself, it's there where I will bide.
Through all the trials we seem to suffer, reducing our longevity.
I know the truth will find my soul, in a place that's called eternity.
About the Creator
GARY DEAN
Started writing in 2009, after getting made redundant from my job. Now it is a hobby, something I can enjoy and play about with.
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