yesterday, they asked me
what my purpose was.
my tongue said nothing,
and my heart wanted to yell a ton.
so i said nothing.
because tongues don't think,
and hearts don't speak.
but the truth is this:
my mind is all i need.
all these poems
that echo inside of me,
and all these emotions
inside of me they bleed.
maybe i don't have a purpose yet
maybe i am incomplete
all i know
is that one day
these rhyming words,
they will fulfill my soul
and drive me to serenity and peace.
perhaps, my purpose in life
is nothing but to find myself
in an ineffable state of mind
and completely complete.
08/14/2017
G.R.K
YOU ARE READING
tidalwaves
Poetryin this book i introduce you to the tidalwaves that are taking over my life. i guess the only good thing out of them is the poetry that is drowning my soul.
