I sought you in heartbreak I sought you behind doors I even sought you alone in the dark where my candle light shone
I sought you in my hell I sought in my heaven I even sought you when I mentally traveled
I sought you for therapy I sought you for peace I sought you when no drugs could bring any ease
I sought you in times of anger I sought you in times of love I sought you when battles twisted my tongue with wars that were not worth of
I sought you in my sleep I sought you in dreams I sought you with pens and pencils aching to fabricate futures that exist in my mind where they fixture
I sought you drunk oh, I did I created love stories fantasies, tragedies too even some ***** thoughts that my mind could not endure
I sought you in confusion hoping as stanzas flow so will the solutions too
I sought you in prayer on paper, on walls on my palms too so that when I lay my hand on my chest my heart could read them and beat in rest ...
I sought you in others prodigies and peasants I sought you in twisted art and wordy inspirations
I sought you boring afternoons and rowdy dancing I sought you in my memory hoping you'd stay and make it to my paper
I sought you in song I sought you in blank papers I sought in 4 am's when my mind is diluted with chemicals that danced with every idea every thought before it flees with dawn
I sought you in him and her I sought you in messy bedsheets and crisp bright dawns when my skin crawled with goosebumps reminiscing about yesternightβs escapades
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