In my mission to let go of the past;
To become one-up on hurt long endured,
I searched for love never ceasing to last.
My product 'only loneliness secured.

Pain held up strong like a nail set in wood;
I was soon lost in the journey's demand.
Knowing I yearned just as any heart should,
I went and combed through each acre of land.

False guides influenced my every routine;
That 'love' that I found was fake, just like me.
I wanted a peace so calm and serene,
But life proved empty as empty could be.

From all this I've learned only God provides;
The love that I need has been right by my side.