I sought you in heartbreak
I sought you behind doors
I even sought you alone
in the dark where my
candle light shone
I sought you in my hell
I sought in my heaven
I even sought you
when I mentally traveled
I sought you for therapy
I sought you for peace
I sought you when no drugs
could bring any ease
I sought you in times of anger
I sought you in times of love
I sought you when battles twisted
my tongue with wars
that were not worth of
I sought you in my sleep
I sought you in dreams
I sought you with pens and pencils
aching to fabricate futures
that exist in my mind
where they fixture
I sought you drunk
oh, I did
I created love stories
fantasies, tragedies too
even some ***** thoughts
that my mind could not endure
I sought you in confusion
hoping as stanzas flow
so will the solutions too
I sought you in prayer
on paper, on walls
on my palms too
so that when I lay my hand on my chest
my heart could read them
and beat in rest ...
I sought you in others
prodigies and peasants
I sought you in twisted art
and wordy inspirations
I sought you boring afternoons
and rowdy dancing
I sought you in my memory
hoping you'd stay
and make it to my paper
I sought you in song
I sought you in blank papers
I sought in 4 am's
when my mind is diluted with chemicals
that danced with every idea
every thought
before it flees with dawn
I sought you in him and her
I sought you in messy bedsheets
and crisp bright dawns
when my skin crawled
with goosebumps
reminiscing about
yesternight’s
escapades
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