Emptiness

Poem taken from my first anthology, about inexplicable emptiness

No matter what I do I still yearn
Feeling an aching emptiness at every turn
Everything that once satisfied my need
Has been replaced by an insatiable greed
A condition that has no known cure
It serves as its own enticing lure

Feeling contentment is fleeting and incomplete
24 hours a day – 7 days a week
This empty space exists inside of me
Like a moat surrounding each desire and every dream
In this fortress I remain locked away
Unable to make this emptiness fade

Why can’t I help myself to understand?
Reach out across this remote and cavernous expanse
Release myself from this prison cell
Where this emptiness chooses to dwell
Don’t know what it is that I’m looking for
So many times have I tried the wrong door
Belief is all I have that a cure does exist
A cure to this hunger and emptiness

Applebee
Copyright 2009