The Quest(Ion) Remains

“Why do I keep hitting myself with a hammer? Because it feels so good when I stop” Searching fulfillment in each written sentence On route to becoming a great moral being Voids of feeling should start with repentance Relaying the outcomes to all that I’ve seen I stumble and rise as I journey forward When obstacles bring me to stubbing my toe I persevere ever through each raging torrent And question the norms of the status quo I climb as I bang my head against walls Halting progression to sky phases next I carry on further the burden to fall Blinded in ventures through mazes perplexed So why do I torture myself it may seem Continually beating my way to the top The fight for the cause does justify means The shifting of balance feels best when I stop