Searching
    by Mike Foster


Where have you been?
I can't see nor find you.
I want you.
I need you.

I look into the black rooms
Full of forgotten people.
I look to the high places,
But there's no one to see.
I look to find
But I don't know what to look for.

I look so much I become
One of those forgotten people
You see but don't recognize.
When will I find you?
Will my search ever end?
Will I ever live in peace?

I find nothing.
My search becomes
A disgrace to me.
Will I ever get what I look for?
Am I even looking to find
Questions that will never be answered
If I quit looking?