Longing Poem by Nicki Baskin

I search in this life, not looking to the next for something to believe in. I have looked: under love, under friends, under dogs, under money, under rocks, underwater, and through so many religious themes.

I have looked in sex and hordes of cocaine. Through music and movies and screens all the same. I have listened to people from the old to the young. I keep searching but the search, it seems to be in vain.

Faith or my freedom, death or my fame.

I just can not seem to find my belief my reason and why I should remain.