I need to know his voice
All the time,
In his presence.
An ounce of his will not fill this never ending hole.
Obviously an ounce cannot fill.
I need to be filled with his spirit.
I need to know his name.
I need to know his honest word.
I need to know his voice,
So I can scream it from the mountains.
And be loved.
I am not doing this to receive something in return;
I am doing this because I have to.
I cannot live without this.