[345] Find Me

I find no meaning in finding meaning ⁣⁣⁣
As they say that
the lost cannot be found⁣⁣⁣
I shape the lineage of all my emotions ⁣⁣⁣
who usually find me lost in the clouds⁣⁣⁣
A teardrop to break through walls⁣⁣⁣
A sign to hold on to you⁣⁣⁣
A lie to catch your faux honesty⁣⁣⁣
I find me there ⁣⁣⁣
in all the lies that you sold me ⁣⁣⁣
I find me there ⁣⁣⁣
in all the things you couldn’t face about yourself⁣⁣⁣
Breaking it all so you wouldn’t break ⁣⁣⁣
I find me there ⁣⁣⁣
in the brokenness of finding no meaning to it all⁣⁣⁣
I find me here

8 thoughts on “[345] Find Me

  1. “Faux honesty” – such an interesting contradiction!! Your poem is very thought-provoking. Sad… melancholy … and wishful. I wish you peace and meaning!

  2. Thank you so much for visiting my blog sometimes.
    I sometimes try to read and understand the deep meaning of your blog, but unfortunately, because of my poor English, I don’t understand correctly.
    I’m sorry.
    However, this time, I found your this journal, and the picture reminded me one of my favorite painting.
    I also like this journal though I don’t maybe understand the deep meaning.


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