Search. Poem by RAJ VIKRAM

When I search and search
to find out me and then
fine tune me into
the reality of the moment
I struggle relentlessly.

Living a dream not
accepting reality and
flying in the wings of
pervading fantasy and
into hallucinatory highs.

I yearn not to find out
the real me, confront reality
coz the present is
so soothing elevating 
and unencumbered
I needn't have felt that my
present is unreal.

Somehow my vaccillations
prompted me into
unnecessary reflections
And I developed self doubts
and was riven with confusions.

Without my consent
my mind went into overdrive
And started to wade in doubts
Now I am like a meteor
with no home.
In infinite space slowly
burning to become void.