Tripping

Yup, first post in a wee while... just figured I'd share my (un)enlightened state with y'all right now...

Crying out, I dash my head against the wall
trying not to fall
I hold my head up high
way up in the sky
but there are clouds up there
ever so thin
I can feel the sun so close
but I can not quite grasp it
this aching hole I feel
I need to sooth and fill
but am not sure how
not quite pain
not quite joy
somewhere in the hazy fringe I roam
longing for a way out
too blind to see the door
right before my very eye
the end is near
but I lengthen the path
not wanting to let go
weary though I am
I grip with all the strength I have
the existence I've always had
will I never know
that which I always thought was best
or do I only tease myself
with false hope of something new
when all I have is all I need
but weary, I stumble
soon I will fall
but I will still crawl
for the end is very near
but every new beginning
is some other beginning's end
and that which follows
brings great promise and great dread
I only wish
for that one little piece of knowledge
that I have sought after for so long
but what will I find when I grasp it?
I can only guess, for my skill there falls short
fading into the future...

Lord, be thou my comfort
for I know You are all I need