nothing more than a souffle of promises

i feel like im sailing on yet another emotional shipwreck... except this time i'm frantically searching my surroundings with luck because unlike the usual times, i cant seem to recover the lost map in my heart............... the passion that once existed; that existed time and time again despite the heavy roaring of thunderwaves...... is seemingly dwindling to a ripple.

encouraged by nothing and nothing at all.

i'm searching and hidding and searching and hidding and searching and ......