Searching

They took me from you,

out into the darkness of the Void

I was cast alone, chosen in the ether

to be food for the rich and powerful,

but I have a will of my own...

and all I knew was 

I had to get back to you.

The world was my enemy,

everywhere I looked 

I saw them watching me,

a wall of eyes that followed me...

silent and present, but never helping...

voices that were disconnected,

the murmuring, a continuum of the eyes...

paranoia everywhere...

you get used to living under surveillance,

sometimes...

but then, the thoughts of you in my mind

maybe the eyes were me, 

symbolic, and searching, looking for you

in every dark crack in the Universe...

they were looking to complete me,

not out of affection, but for order and 

the righteousness of Love.

Maybe, they were just waiting

to see what I would do,

what I was capable of in this journey.

And I pause and think of you,

how they ripped me from you

before you could say anything,

lost and alone on your own,

left to pretend that I did not exist,

left to pretend that you were still whole...

but I was searching;

I was getting back to you

if I had to burn down the entire village;

and sometimes I did.

And they continued to watch me,

I can feel them always,

I can hear them always,

but they don't have much left to say

anymore because I found you 

and struck them dumb, the voices,

now a murmuring, a quiet background 

noise like rain

not friendly, but familiar, and now,

defeated, 

if ever present.