I am supposed to go somewhere,
But I do not know where.
I need to be standing on a street corner,
On a dock in the middle of a sapphire lake.
At a library, staring at the thousands
Of universes created there.
Seeing someone who is destined to know me
For the rest of my life.
But I do not know why.
The feeling eats at me,
Like a moth is attracted to a flame.
I am in search of my heart, my very soul.
But it is far from the touch of my fingers.
It feels as though I need to see within myself.
To search within my own heart, within my own soul.
It seems to evade my grasp as if I tried
To hold water in my hands.
I am in search of my very being,
The very self entitled to living.
To find it seems to be an unimaginable, impossible task
And yet I knew I must take to the chore.
Wish me luck on my journey,
For it is a long one ahead of me.