No words are ever enough to quench this thirst, To put out these roaring flames. This nameless sensation swelling beneath my skin, Rushing through me like a tempest, And burying itself deep within my soul. It burns behind my eyelids as I sleep, And fills my mind with blurred, chaotic dreams. Nothing can satisfy this unrelenting hunger, This consuming desire for answers, To questions that i cannot comprehend. Constantly i wander in this maze of restless thoughts, Raging through my burdened mind like wildfire. Each dead-end mocks me with whispery words, And yet i am forced to drift on, Overcome with these numberless questions, 'Til this yearning for answers has gone.
"If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world." — C.S. Lewis tell me whatcha think of my poemm:)