Chasing Echoes

POETRY

I write these words
from a place, we sometimes go

To think

To breathe

You hear the sound
Neath the splinters
Neath the crevasses
intertwined with the silence

I’m looking for myself
Discovering my purpose

There’s that sound again

Running left
I peer into the shadows

Running right
Still nothing

Here I am again

Chasing echoes