Step to the curb, soles worn, mind heavy
Thoughts thick like fog, pace slow, hands steady
Streetlights flicker, shadow’s my only friend
A loop with no exit, where does this road end?
A ball adrift in the black abyss
Infinite silence, a cosmic kiss
Atoms stacked like bricks in a house of dust
Purpose feels brittle, ready to combust
Is this the script, or just improv?
Lines we recite, all the meaning robbed
Questions hang, stars don’t respond
Truth hides deep, or maybe it’s gone
What’s the point, what’s the plot, what’s the twist?
Are we dots on a map, or do we even exist?
Floating through space, just a speck in the void
A microscopic blink, eternally deployed
Eyes scan the sky, galaxies graffiti the dome
A canvas too vast, no answers call it home
I’m a cell in a cell, a fractal that repeats
A puzzle piece lost, corners incomplete
Dreams drift, but gravity’s a leash
Climbing questions, but the summit out of reach
Is life a clock ticking, or a flame that burns?
Is meaning earned, or just a page that turns?
