[Derameth]

I have fought against my reason, and in that fight did lose
That which I fought for, and against. Baffled, I am broken.

What is it that brings ones being into a state of harmony?
What is it that we seek to bring a sense of peace to ourselves?
Why is it that we always seek to look someone other than
in our own hearts and minds, and souls?

Are we afraid of what we might find?
Will we be lacking that which is essential? Or is
it quintessential, and we still overlook it?

Sometimes I want to fall, and lay in the arms of
that which would only destroy me. It was a faux peace
but it was peace. Something

Anything

is better than nothing.


Or is it?