A Fresh New Start

It seems I'm always on the move;
Never satisfied enough to stay still,
But something inside feels ill at ease
And continues to never fill.

Maybe it's because of unrest;
Maybe something so much more,
And maybe I'm still searching;
For my way to the shore.

Be whatever it may, I carry on;
Surviving anything that comes my way,
But once I find what it is I seek,
I'll have found my place to stay.

Until then, I travel forward
As I follow the tugs of my heart;
Going wherever it leads me
Until I get a fresh new start.