Blank

I dont know,
The art of not knowing
The hunger of wanting more
The abstract idea of being clueless
Ideas, they don't come to me,
Yet I seek knowledge
At this point of time, my head is empty.
It does not mean I don't feel,
It's just that I can't think.
My head is making up stuff
But it seems worthless
It's useless all that I feel
All I want is to be able to think
Thinking is what makes me who I'm
Maybe I'm not myself today
Maybe I'm not myself most days
But who am I ?
It's a question I seldom ask myself,
But when I do, my head goes blank.
Just like my name will when I pass into nothingness.
All I know right now,
All I feel right now is nothing.

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