Searching for fulfillment
Lost in the mundane distractions I keep participating in thinking if I read enough or write enough or watch enough tv that this hole in my chest will go away but it hasn't, it's just gotten bigger like it's here to stay more all consuming I thought if I learned a new skill
hung out with friends and smiled that it would make me feel better about myself but it hasn't
Fulfillment is a curse because every time I feel good it floats away from me
Into the breeze this intense emotion is carried I keep searching for the things that make me feel like they matter to me
From the activities or people who make it all seem worth it but this lack of fulfillment is a parasite
I want this longing feeling to be taken out of me
Cut me open, tear me apart
I just don't want to feel so useless and lonely I don't want to feel like there's this gaping hole inside me
Like I'm searching for something is the answer right in front of me or am I a lost wonder searching around for a fleeting emotion
I have this thought that if I find my thing I can be so happy and fulfilled but I'm not
I do all...