Endless Search

So many of us get caught up in the destination, rather than the adventure.

I was always afraid of the looming threat
Of death upon us, finality of debt
The price we pay for a life of lust
Consuming more, never having enough
Wandering through the deserts of hope
We scavenge and search, me and my troupe
No end in sight, dismay, we share
But we cannot live in a world of despair
So we search and we look for anything in sight
To calm our perplexion, stimulate our fright
We can’t survive in an empty world
Where death marks the end, a story untold
So we scribble and scribble, pages so wet
Fresh with the ink
Of our wishes never met