Walking Shoes

Waiting...

The unknown. 

This abyss, I'm looking.

I'm coming for you.

The distance, it's hard to breathe.

I'm trying to believe

That I need you. That I want you.

Keep going, they say.

Do they understand?

Maybe, but they're not me.

It's hard, so hard.

Impossible, really.

Yet I'm still here, trekking blind into a sea of thoughts. 

Swamped, it's painfully hot.

It's sticky, the flies.

What pests!

Why is it so difficult?

Where are you?

I'm dizzy from these circles. 

The guessing and the games.

I'm fighting for survival

When all I really want is your name.

Why are you hiding? 

Are you hurting like me?

Draw yourself a map, we'll meet in the middle.

Hopefully...I'll see you soon.