The Metaphor Taking Root

I am a game without a quest, a wire without a spark, a vehicle without a destination, or atleast I was. Poetry was my destiny taking shape, the shift in my silence, the dream i've been yearning, and i'm not willing to let go of it. For we don't just read and write poetry, we absorb it, we bleed it. And if we don't, then what's the point of living at all.