Core of my being
center of my soul
the main engine of my existence

For years, a stranger
for years, ongoing, a mystery
black,blue,dark or bright
unable to establish
you rapidly seek purpose
through your darkness
you exhibit your eager desires
yearning for something new
while mourning for the old
plastered in limbo-
four walls blinding the world
from your true being
one window overlooking
a world of opportunity, people, and love
yet, the world wonders
what is peering about daily

A creature? An angel? A collection of energy?

The core
although still a mystery
I know you contain beauty