I pose a question
does my life hold meaning?
it should be easy to ascertain
but too many questions remain
a quest for life unparalleled
yet death holds uncertainties
answers about life, and my meaning
its Schrödinger's cat for me
for i will never know till i look
temptation beyond words
like a slow undercurrent
milking its way along the ocean floor
always there and powerful, yet silent
until you find yourself within its control
twisting and twirling to escape
the cycle i find myself in
introspective yet distant from reality
yearning for the release
of despair from regret
while the question remains
does my life hold meaning