Searching, searching, searching...
I've seen everything, but know nothing
Darkness conceals, but reveals everything
The emptiness engulfs, but is never satisfied
The demons chasing, run and hide
Everything so vague, feeling destroyed
There's nothing...
Nothing...
But this Void.
YOU ARE READING
The Existence of I, Love And You.
PoetryHey there, I am an ameuteur poet. I hope you find my poetry enjoyable.