I keep searching

For meaning

Anywhere I can look

I’ve found

Chapters and chapters

Books upon books

Of ideas leaning towards

The notion of meaning

I’ve heard stories

Of people caring

Of people triumphing

I’ve heard testimonies

Where people say

They’ve finally found

What they’re looking for

But for me

All I’ve ever been

Searching for

Is more searching

I hope I never

Ever find what I’m

Looking for

If I did

The boredom would

Overtake my sensibilities

Turn me into something

Dull, repetitive

A tool I don’t want to be

I will keep

Prodding myself

Until I bleed

Continuously looking

For something

Something indeed

Don’t come looking for me

I’ll find you

If I want to

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