An Empty Equation

By Tara Nicole Walker

8.29.2002

Riding on

Through this world of endless dreams

And beautiful fantasies

Imagining that truth is something real

And that hope is tangible

And that what we do

Is not in vain

We seek and find

But what we find is never quite enough

To satisfy our soul's want

We swim on

Through endless fields of light

Searching for the next thing

That just might fill our void

That hole that begs fro answers

Answers to the question "why"

Answers to the want of our spirits

Answers to what is what

And why it is

And when it will end

And we will find peace

Even peace seems like only something we imagine

Something that stays a figment

Of our overworked imaginations

Much like truth

That remains a fantasy to be fulfilled

We need to separate

What is real

From our dreams

But how can we accomplish this

When we have nowhere to start from

Nothing to go off of

It's an empty equation

With a missing part

That we must find

But how?