Escaping the Void

Escaping the Void

I’ve tried

So many ways

To fill gaping abyss

Inside of me;

Food and weight

Rules and rituals

Perfectionism

Recognition

Productivity

Financial security

Achievements ...

If I were to strip away

All these things

Like bark from a tree,

To leave myself

Bare and exposed

Weeping and raw

Would it make me

Any less

Or

Any more?

Perhaps it would give me

A chance to discover

The truth;

Free of illusory crutches

Plasters and safeguards

Impermanent worldly layers

Ephemeral distractions...

I would be

Just as I was

The day I entered this world

And ultimately as I will be

The day I leave it.

Perhaps

Without all these things

In the process of letting go

Of surrendering

To the terrifying fear

Of my complete and utter

Emptiness

I would finally discover

That actually

I did not have to journey

Anywhere after all?

That really

I was home all along;

That the answer

Lie quietly within me,

In the very depths

Of the place

I’ve worked so hard

To avoid?