Madness of the Hunt

I’m stuck in my own head again
Trying to find meaning
where there is none
Looking for answers to questions
better left unasked
but that’s not me
I can’t leave well enough alone
not when there’s something there
just out of reach
I’ll keep following breadcrumbs
and running the numbers
endlessly, hopelessly
until the end of time
as long as there’s a chance
to find the way
and slowly lose myself
to the madness of the hunt
likely to end up empty-handed
all the worse for wear