Amidst the Searching

Times flashes by and I realize,

I'm not looking through the same eyes,

It's a different feel and sight,

My world changes, day to night.

Different perspectives and views,

I realized now, that I am in control and I choose,

What I was, what I am, and what I will become.

This new sense of urge and power, where did it all come from?

Filled with everything and nothing, I became numb,

But filled with urgency of fulfillment,

I realized that all my time spent,

Was all towards this moment,

This moment of realization and wondering where that piece of me went.


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