Do you have questions,
Ones that could not possibly be answered?
The assurance of peace,
I suppose now I must find solace in the unknown,
That perhaps ignorance could be my silver lining.
It is not.
Nightmares take shape from loose ends,
The brain defaults to fear when it must assume.
Fear circumvents my ambition,
How can I continue,
When I will never know?
My focus limited due to the rapport of inconsistencies.
How can a grave answer any of my questions?
I am alone with these weights you've shackled to me,
I will try to understand them,
Give my own purpose to your burden.
The chance you've weighed me down as to not join you above.