~The Never-Ending Search~
My heart's asking me to fasten it's seatbelts, or else it'll fall down.It'll slip away into the arms of your golden cage, your little piece of calm, the wind you've been used to which since ages.But my soul couldn't stop me.It couldn't save me or make me understand for love has never behaved itself.It has never been a good baby, it has never given anything to anyone, and I should have known it before.
I've always tried to live for even the seconds of my day.When in the early light, my eyes feel half-conscious and less attentive, your thoughts come, you come to linger in my head and help me awake.I walk to the door and start of my day. I try hard to leave your thoughts every time, but as soon as I do so, my lungs beg in to take off this pressure.You've already skinned me to your bones unknowingly.It seems I cannot take in your absence, and the day goes by, searching for something beautiful looking back, wherein my eyes are hungry for those compliments and praises of yours, but there is nothing else I could do.
In the end, how far am I supposed to go for looking you. I admit you've never been enough. I need more of your presence , your voice to survive. Breath in and out, but you're stuck in between.
The kind of exhaustion I feel has nothing to do with my work, it has always been you.
But then your thoughts come in, you come in, and help drift me off to sleep.