So Hard To Find

So Hard To Find

I’ve been straining my eyes

                                To block out the noise

                 As I look for something

Just past the end

                                  It’s been hiding from me

Over the jagged edge

In the gray fringe

                                    It’s just so hard to find

                Maybe it’s in the grunge

That litters my mind…

Or maybe on the tip of my tongue

Or maybe tickling my lips

Tempting me to come undone

                                Maybe it’s a coded message

                  That I can decipher with age

Maybe it was sent from hell

Tempting me with the ultimate thrill

                             Maybe I was never meant to see

          Maybe the tickle is my destiny

Trying to find me without spiritual light

Maybe the message is like a doomed flight

                                   Or the constant drip of a faucet

            That tells truthful lives of a hidden closet

Where a secret waits concealed and hate

                That knows the passage of escape

 That is so hard to find with blind eyes

Gate of Inward-
Poetry Without Rules
© Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy