High n dry

There is an emptiness,
something that follows ecstasy,
a feeling of having nothing,
after being high on having everything.
Beautiful things are only in the past,
always wonder why I didn’t see them then?
And then I realize I will look back at this time too,
so i wait for this moment to pass for it to be beautiful.
Is there something wrong I am doing or
am I just wrong myself?
Why am i not like everyone I know,
Always empty the most when they think I am full to the brim.
Always hollow the most when I am solid,
I search and search for that part of me that creates beauty.
I blame myself I curse myself and try to talk sense to my mind.
My mind always asks me to wait and then wait some more
for the truth to come, only when the time is right!

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