A/N: I started to write this just like any of my other poems, but it ended up sounding rather Matrixy. Oh well, it applies to both worlds.

The Truth Out There? 4/01

You search and search
All around the world
But high and low
You will not find
What you have always
Known is inside

Those treasures
Of the heavens
Weren't meant
For you to seek
As they aren't in hiding
Only waiting
For one willing
To forget
All they thought
They knew

Accept what you cannot
Trust what you
Disregard what your mind
Slide into the comfort of
The unknown
And sink into the beauty of
The truth

For that is all that is left
And there is nothing else to do