What I crave is hard to describe,
It is hard to say what I feel inside,
Seeking adventure, seeking a change.
Being comfortable feels so strange
Needing a rush, chasing a thrill.
There must be a void in trying to fill,
Whether living abroad or living at home.
In the end, I feel all alone.
No matter what the obstacle,
I will thrive Out of all options,
I choose to survive.
But will I find it? I may never know.
Until the end, I'll see it so.
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Midnight thoughts on Poetry
Poetry"Fear" I dreamed a dream that held such fear, Such fear that everything i hold would disappear, Such agony and witless hate Behold this dream, now i'm awake! They came with cold hard hands and guns, Hundreds, Thousands, marching phantoms in leather...
