Starvation of the Soul

I hunger for something
Food cannot abate
I thirst for something
Mere drink cannot quake

I long for something
Hopes alone cannot achieve
I dream of something incredulous--
It’s one cannot truly believe…

My life is a unending conundrum
of opposing contradictions
I have no hope, no stay,
no cause or predilections
to strive for the answers
of what it is I seek.
A thousand different cancers
lie a-ready at my disposal
A wry, bemused laugh
is all that awaits my proposal...

Author's Note

This is raw and unfinished, but I think it makes it all the better.