I walk through my own thoughts like a riddle, every heartbeat asks who I am while every echo disagrees.
I collect fragments of myself – laughter, quiet rage, and endless desires,
But, they scatter as quickly as they gather. eager to implement one of those. Nothing ventured, nothing gained! Don’t be too pernickety when a shot comes up, just use it!
People think I’m the answer they can find, but, I’m truly the question that keeps unfolding.
I follow trails of memory that lead nowhere certain, corridors of unanswered prayers, rooms of every decision I’ve made.
And every choice made by me splinters into a question, each one carries a different version of me.
So, I stand here, unpinned and unbound, the mystery and the seeker both,
For the only truth I hold is that I am unanswerable.
I am the horizon with no end, I am the sea, with no tide.
I am the child with no calm,
I am the night sky, but with no stars.
I am the question that stays beside you, long after the words are gone.
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