Of all the things,
I could do.
I choose the one way
I can’t go
Its always that
Little grasp further

That little breath more
That little horizon deeper

And so I search
Endlessly for that thing
That will begin
The end of suffering
I yearn to feel
That intensity alive
That fire of life
That enveloping bite

It carries on and on
There is no fill
There is no song

Its all just another hole
That leads away
From my soul

I need that real kiss
I need that true bliss
I can’t stand this

Let me feel it.