The Unknown

All i really want

is to answer what i do not know,

all i really need

is that warmth when am out in the snow.

The question still remains; 

do i really want to leave this hole?

hoping and praying to escape,

so i can turn my back and remain cold.

'enough' is missing from your life

surrounded by misery and luxury,

you want what you'll never have 

and let obvious failure become fury.

Listen here deaf man,

am not edging out of this ledge,

while i dangle my legs absently,

you'll still be in your barless cage.

The frail will not last 

as the trail is rough and winding,

the burden i carry weighs down on me

so i dump it and begin running.

When i find what i'm looking for

i would have have cracked more than a bone,

i may look defeated and torn,

but you'll known then, that i've found the unknown.