Veritas et Iustitia

I've questioned myself of who I was, and who I wished to become. Dreamt as I may I never found the answer. A hole in my chest signified that I had no purpose. Destiny had not called my name nor wished me good fate. Long have I traveled into the desolate void of my mind. Searching and seeking to find the relic of my soul. Many prayed it would be God to find and others simply wished happiness. I know love, for I feel it burn deep within my chest. The blood pumps the swell of passion and emotions through my very veins. Yet love is not always the answer to unlocking the secrets of one's soul. I wish to understand what makes me truly myself. What force pushes me to continue qnd fight. Many times the face of defeat and Betrayal have graced my view. Many times have those I loved, hath taken their blades to my heel. Questioning I have, searching the well of my mind. Here it was, deep within the catacombs of peril and onslaught, a whisper of a sound. Soft yet so loud it forced my eyes awake with wonder and shaked my very life to resonance. Whispered it did "Veritas"