The end of something more #2

What was fiction 

is now real

What could not 

be felt

I can now feel. 

Watching around

myself as 

life forms and 

travels on its 

individual and 

seperate paths. 

Searching 

for those of like 

mind. 

Those who 

realize, alone 

mankind is not. 

I searched, 

for something more. 

 

 

Found it. 

 

What I sought 

after is not

what I found. 

The something more

was so much 

more than I 

ever imagined. 

Finding it, ended it. 

This is the end 

of something more. 

no longer searching

for the next closed

door. 

The knowledge 

I thought each one

contained has 

been rendered 

attainable in 

a seperate plane. 

No longer searching

for the next 

closed door. 

This is the end 

of something more. 





Poetry by montana
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Written on 2016-11-27 at 02:14

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
I am glad you have found it. Not many people get to have such life changing events.
2016-12-03


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
This is subtle, and I appreciate your ability to keep that quiet subtlety throughout what must have a been life changing series of events.
2016-11-27

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