I think I have been lost for a long time,
Still anchored, but unsettlingly empty
As if the contents of my inner world
Have been locked away for safekeeping
And I am wandering endlessly in circles
Trying to find the missing key.
Maybe I am searching in the wrong places
For tiny bursts of illuminated understanding
To fill in the countless gaps left behind
By the certain uncertainty of change.
I think I am looking for objective clues
When what I want the most is peace,
Hoping I will uncover the mystery of life
When all that I need is a warm embrace,
Digging up my past of mistakes and shame
To justify why I deny my tender heart
Of what would make it sing.