The life that is,
Is where we live,
Our every day,
That seems to give.

Challenge upon challenge,
We seem to face,
Running ourselves,
All over the place.

Searching for something,
That seems out of reach,
So far from reality,
Not even in speech.

I wonder if ever,
We can find what we want,
Stop searching for now,
For it's all nonchalant.

Time to stop looking,
For things, not there,
Cause it will drive you crazy,
To the depths of despair.

Till your mind overloads,
And creates an abyss,
When it's already here,
The life that is.