I am forever searching for what I do not have and can not know.
I run lonely out into the cold dark night in search of that most elusive of treasures.

Seek me not, find me never it whispers.
And my soul can not comprehend.

I am eternally damned to this meaningless and conflicting existance.

For I have no peace.

In the dark of the night, in the thrill of the hunt, in the blood of the prey, I have no peace.

And it shines like a dagger before me.
Bright, bold, tempting.

i scream
no words come to mind
the voices
the noise
i can't think
i can't breathe
i scream into an endless hell
no one listens
overwhelming feelings
thoughts
will it never end
i scream
it stops
silence
immense nothingness
i am alone
i am home
i am here

Raevynn
March 31, 2002

First published in Letters From the Soul (International Library of Poetry).  Permission to reprint granted by the author.

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