For naught I've sought for eternity A desert that could fill me belly I feed them a piece of me, I see, I preach They see, they bleach The more I reach, the more they *****
The joy of the eternal chase Lies not in what you seek, But the chase itself, A masterpiece. The circle of desire commands What can be. Unfathomable joy ends The moment you saw me.
Forgot I wrote this poem 2 years ago... Saw that I sent it to a friend so I'm posting it here now