Tuesday, 4 January 2011

The Quest For Truth

The quest for truth can drive a sane man into the darkest recesses of his mind
And trap him there.
How can you find what has no definition?
My truth is not yours.
The same language may not apply.
And yet we keep talking, trying to make the vocabulary match up.
Perhaps if we substitute the words, the emotions will fit together like a puzzle.
I am the final piece,
But I cant find it.

And the truth traps you there,
Somewhere between itself, and the lies you create
In the language of your life.


  1. Beautifully written, as always.

  2. so good, so true. quoting Abby "as always"