In the vaccum of Truth

I found this piece of poem in my notebook which is filled with a lot of different scribbling, everything from university stuff to poems and story writing. So here goes, enjoy!

There is a flow of emotions
Floating through the room
In the vaccum of truth,
A moment of silence
Where there is no suffering
And the air is clear and light
I still walk around with this halo
On top of my head
Since the day I found purpose,
Since the day I found you