I lack the will to keep searching
Perhaps you exist somewhere out the corner of my eye
Could there be another world
Some other plane of existence
Where you dwell so far beyond my gaze
The strength to find you is gone
Sapped and drained from my body
Certain that you are my second half
Hurled far and away
Beyond all ability to find
If a map to treasure were to exist
All but you would be dross
Leaden weights bearing me to the ground
Pyrite to lull the foolish
While i beg the universe
That it bring me to you
My half of our scar
Reminds me of his malice
When he hurled those thunderbolts
Splitting us all in two
Always searching for what was taken
That half of my soul
The one for which i pray
Still searches for me
Quiet Dreams 
I’ve felt like that. I’ve made many a poem over the years about my loneliness and longing. Ive made so many bad decisions trying to fill that void. And felt like I wasn’t good enough for anyone. I still have dreams of meeting someone and having that connection. And I wake up heart sick. Even though I have a boyfriend….but he’s not….it’s a long story. But basically I can’t bring myself to break up with him because I don’t want to hurt him.
At the same time I’ve drawn so much closer to God and He fills the spiritual void. He helps me through everyday. I still struggle with that physical longing. But I’m grateful to God for his love, peace, strength, and everything he gives me to get me through everyday.
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Such a beautiful poem. I have been searching for my other half my whole life. I wonder if they exist
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I wonder that myself.
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