I don’t know what I’m doing

if I ever really did

I just keep moving in the same direction

hoping someday I’ll find it

Whatvere it is that I’m supposed to

without actually understanding

what it is or where I’m going

One day closer to the end

whatever that might mean

feeling far too lost and hopeless

No idea where this wind blows

except to push against me

and this weight of the world

piled high upon too narrow shoulders

No sturdy base we find here

Just another aimless drifter

trying to find a reason

to keep cutting through the noise

Drowning in the silence

at the heart of everything

and nothing all at once