Cupboards

I set up myself to emerge unsheltered

In a new home, I’d be unfettered

Bought everything I need and more

Hoarded my treasures not made of gold

Had too much that I adored

And my mind was cluttered

Cause I didn’t have enough cupboards

Over possessions I constantly stumbled

Desolate sounds repeatedly uttered

Of desires that can’t unfold

Needs that go untold

Now there are too many rooms

It is way too vast to walk through

Pace as though I’m looking for you

Up and down and in and out anew

And I never thought it was my due

But with that thought defiant hope ensued

As I tread my errant path renewed

Through the many empty rooms

In these piles of random files go on for miles

Are the mistaken answers to questions

Maybe I can find in one a mention

A remedy, a quick fix, a cure, key, solution

A something to give me one last resolution

Put my neverending quest to bed

Leave the behests left unread

Be content to simply be

Settle down all homey

Somewhere calm and cosy

With as many cupboards as I need

I’ll be completely free