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 SchrΓΆdinger'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