Friday, 8 November 2024

It's Nothing

I can't talk about anything
So I'll tell you about everything:

The way I try to grab at all
While afraid I'll lose it all,

The way it may seem to go well
But what will be no one can tell,

The way I don't know what's the way
And afraid it will all wash away,

The way I search where exit is
Yet I feel that I should quit;

Resilience is the new buzzword
But for me it sounds absurd;

Foolhardy, or desperate:
Could be words that better fit;

Good intentions? Yeah, I guess,
But I'm burning less and less;

I can't even get one night's rest
To clear my head, then stay abreast

Of all that is required of me
To keep running machinery;

But where the ship sails, where to look:
Winds change faster than they should;

Some say just enjoy the ride
But with so many by my side,

Where we will find land --
Keeps me awake at night.

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