Saturday, July 27, 2024

The Void is not a good option

I might survive, but I might yet die
I don't know and I don't know why
Waves of sorrow, madness and joy
No flow of regularity, only the void
I've sought answers, found cancer
Saw chance destroy, also advances
Might be a fool, for I find darkness
I'll question everything, regardless
Never doubt if in question, I'll fail
For me sorrow and doubt will prevail
Unless I bow my head, and listen
For sometimes there is an answer
To every question but I can't hear it
With idiocy spewing from my mouth