Everyone's searching for something,
Love, the right man
Love, the right woman,
Searching for something,
A little bit more than what they have.
To have more than yesterday,
More shelter in the pouring rain,
Because sometimes a house aint enough,
And your blanket can't hug you back,
Even when its wrapped too tightly.
Your mind races hoping to fine the one,
The one God was supposed to send,
To seek your heart, a loving friend,
For every wrong deed, they'd make amends,
And love you like you never been loved, again and again.
That would be a piece of perfection,
A piece of peace would calm your nerves,
But you're probably still waiting,
Because more likely it is,
You're supposed to be that something more for someone else.
Check out my latest book of poetry, Words of the Weary King
Poem of the Day - Be
Poem of the Day - Cold Heart
Poem of the Day - Journey
Poem of the Day - Isn't Life These Things