Far and wide I roam, in search of something unknown,
Lusting for the world’s marvels, my thirst forever sown.
I sought something elusive, yet never found, or so it seemed,
Leaving me to ponder, was it ever meant to be redeemed?
In those fleeting days, my mind felt an abyss so vast,
A hollow blind, and gnawing thirst that would not be aghast.
I wished I knew the answer, for I had all I could desire,
Yet, no clue, no solace, only a haunting, ghostly fire.
I missed a love, not human, not worldly, but profound,
A love that echoed whispers of my soul, unbound.
Was it self-love I neglected? Or perhaps my own dark shade?
It lurked, unseen, yet followed me, its presence subtly displayed.
The love trailed me, familiar, like a scent that would not fade,
Warm as my mother’s touch, caring as my father’s gentle shade.
Yet, it slipped through my fingers, elusive, a will-o’-the wisp’s gleam.
My heart throbbed, desperate to grasp, to hold, to redeem.
Reveal yourself, dear love, I implored, my soul laid bare,
For in your brightness, I saw tenderness, beyond compare.
Though clad in black, rough, torn and amorphous, you deceived,
Taking forms, familiar, known, and close, a reflection I conceived.
At last, I found the love I sought, a love that was my own,
My shadow, my dark companion, forever bound, forever known.
How could I not love you back?
For in your darkness, I am home.
