Nothing without love
Dig into dissatisfaction
However
Wherever
Whenever
It arises
And the same ingredient
Is always missing.
Love.
At first
The void
Is misunderstood.
It seems as though
A little more
Of something else
Will fill it.
A little more focus
A little more energy
A little more praise
A little more power
A little more money
A little more winning.
All useful
All valuable
All
Ultimately
Hollow
Without love.
Without love
Focus loses direction
Fatigue sets in
Praise doesn’t connect
Power becomes reckless
Money grows meaningless
And winning feels empty.
Without love
We’re stuck in a delusion
Of separateness.
Disconnected and diminished.
We can have everything
We ever thought we wanted
But it quickly
Turns into nothing
Without love.