We are moments
and players
in the somewhere of time
but can't presage
the outcome-
life is the jungle
thickest, darkest, wildest
and most mysterious-
shadows are ubiquitous
light is rarely seen
or felt around-

we are absorbed
into the web of time
unprepared, innocent
untutored, inexperienced
in our ignorance-
all that we can do
is to watch and accept-

we and time
have no covenant
to come together
or to agree
with each other-

the language
we each speak
is incomprehensible
to the other-

we meet somewhere
and then move in the flow
to the next unknown sphere

There's an argument in my head
Two sides bickering all day long
One voice cares about everything
The others don't care at all

My ears ring with the screaming
While my voice is quiet as a cloud
Constantly wrestling the back and forth
Holding a smile up to my mouth

I give in to one or the others
Understanding everything from both sides
Creating this war of what should I do
I'm sorry and I don't care at all

My mind is a calamity
Wasting away all of my time
Deciding whether I deserve rage or peace
It's so loud I've become paralyzed

There is no conclusion but mystery
Battling these thoughts that are all talk
This inability to uncover who I truly am
Has led me to become nothing at all