Testament

This testament is not one to religion,
Nor to love or lust that has now past transgressed,
In hopes of finding maybe my own path,
In search of something that feels now to be missing,
Growing older with years in mind,
And how my hand has held many that were believe to be meaningful,
Yet only a few linger in my mind evermore,
To share this openly and not be judged,
Nor taken aback,
Diving into something son uncertain my delve into my hand,
So now I sit here,
With thoughts that can not seem to dissipate,
So this testament is something,
Still trying to figure out it's meaning and find myself in it