I need a distraction from the fear and doubt

The endless nagging at the back of my mind

A doom foreseen but as yet not found

The remedy for which is the coming of time

An answer spoken despite of outcome

Would end the suspense of now troubled thoughts

 Relieve crushing weight baring down on a soul

Silence the voices of malice and loss

Yet in the answer a future could be found

Of settled existence and structured bond

A place to lay roots for so long carried

No longer searching for where I am from