The Desert

I wander...
through this desert.
Thought I found...
My Wellspring.
In your oasis.
But it too...
Has run dry.

On my knees...
Sand running...
Through my hands.

My cries of anguish...
Upon the wind.
To the void.

Emptiness...
Despair...
Loneliness...
Darkness.

Where the sun...
Once illuminated the most amazing things.
The sense of wonderment...
Vanished.

Standing alone...
Once again...
In this desolation...

Searching...
Wanting...
Needing...

I cry out...
The fire consumes me.
But you don't hear.

My anguished soul...
Calling from beyond the flames.
The well is dry...
Like the sands of the desert...
Slipping through my hands.