For people like me, there is something always missing. Something incomplete in our lives. |
-A Hole In My Inner Defenses- by Keaton Foster Standing Before the precipice Facing downwardness Fearless Of all things but this The unknown does grow The path of “what if” Is more certain Than it should be Fate is neither A driving force Or a constant storm It is nothing to me It is nothing for me There have been others They have gone Those so loved All the way down They screamed my name They called out to me To follow close behind I wish I could leap But presently I cannot It’s not because of fear It has nothing to do with death There is something missing A hole in my inner defenses Existence within a vacuum Living within a void Without all that makes me whole Without something both minute And all-encompassing I am nothing I am incomplete Thus I could never leap Willingly I could never go Where so many others have Because what if when I get there What it is that I’m missing most Is without exception required Then what What will I do I can never come back Returning is no option But I also can never move on I won’t be allowed to transcend In those depths forever I will be kept There is something missing A hole in my inner defenses How it was placed What was the case Nothing I know Little do I understand Here upon the edge I must remain I cannot leap as others have I cannot go where it is they are Because in such a place I fear I truly don’t belong Heaven and Hell are just words From such a point of view I will stand right here Until whatever piece of me The sum of that hole Is somehow returned… A Hole In My Inner Defenses Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014. |