Over & Over, On & On

I find myself listening to self-proclaimed experts, like I use to sit in church every Sunday listening to a preacher.
Looking for love, always outside of myself trying to understand this brain that is forever fighting.
While the heart in my chest beats over & over, on & on. The soul inside trapped in my head just begging to understand and be understood.
But over & over, on & on the wall remains to keep safe the fragile soul held within. All the while my head tries to unravel the twisted web that molded it.
Over & over, on & on the cycle goes. The brain just craving the knowledge to understand itself. The soul just needing desperately to feel whole. Over & over, on & on it goes.
Always one contradicting the other. But both wanting the same thing.
©r.roberts