The Missing One

                                          It was a day

                                          like any other,

                                          He rose on time

                                          Caressed my cheek with

                                          Those golden

                                           feathers

                                           Of his.

                                           Yet, something was

                                           Amiss.

                                           Well, there’s

                                           a void

                                           In my soul.

                                           Everyday,

                                           I Smile, I sing, I Cry, 

                                           I Curse, I Bless, I Pray

                                           I Drink, I Repent, I Atone

                                           I sway to the melody

                                           I dance to the tune

                                           Yet, the void

                                           Intact.

                                           Where is the light?

                                           Where are those

                                           Guiding beacons?

                                           Tell me,

                                           Where to go

                                           How to search

                                           The thing that fills

                                           The void.

                                           The thing which

                                           Completes me.