There's a place I go,
it's hidden in between
the verses & stanzas,
painted in my heartfelt-words
oozes from my deeper-self,
the one I'm trying to touch.

And on this incessant
quest for reason,
the journey for complex explanations,
I find I'm not do different after all.

It's so very simple.

For the astral plane
seems full
of similarities,
loneliness,
broken dreams,
cracked skulls & broken hearts.

Thus, our search shall continue,
it will always be penned &
we will always
be in *******
to love,
one way
or another,
we know it.