Little Gray Cells

"It is the brain, the little gray cells on which one must rely. One must seek the truth within, not without"

- Hercule Poirot, by Agatha Christie

I often wonder how I lost it.

Unable to find where my Love is.

Relying too heavily on the

Heart rather than just using my brain.

Trying so hard to focus on the

Big things, that I forget the little.

Spending my days exploring the gray.

Fighting every last urge in my cells

That tell me I should be moving on.

Still, I'm not entirely sure which

Path to take: the long one or short one.

Terrified I can't do what I must:

Love myself before I can rely

On anyone else being The One.

And I know there is more that I must

Accept, for it's not just Love I seek.

I want to be content knowing the

Things I tell myself are not the truth.

That the battles I'm waging within

Are not lost causes. That they are not

Unwinnable, with Love or without.