Eternal confusion

6/20/25

Eternal confusion, eternal numbness beneath sadness, no answers, no nothing. I think for a reason, I think for clues, clear ones, but it’s never there, never able to be found, or not enough for me. And if the fuel that kept me awake runs out like it already did, at the end of the train track was nothing. What’s next? I forgot the answer a long time ago, and the hope knew it, and I knew it. I knew the story, and I kept coming back and continuing, constantly running like a hamster on a spinning wheel, no clear sign of a goal, only exhaustion. I’m out of the wheel, and what’s next? Eat and drink from this cage of eternal confusion.