The Search

It’s time that I went hunting,

to see what lies within

this murky inner cavern

I’ve spent so long avoiding.

Weapons they are futile,

a shield of little use,

the place that I must venture in

hosts Pain and Fear like friends.

So take my hand and hold it,

only I can break the lock.

I dread what I must do

if I don’t like what I find.

For there is no turning back,

just searching for acceptance.