Screams my soul, my heart, my mind
Looking for possibilities of every kind.
Beneath the stars and sky Prussian Blue,
My questions linger, finding answers few.

To be or not to be,
Is life a facade or is it just me?
Fixing puzzles with edges rounded,
Spaces left unfilled and unmounted.

Pulls us, the Earth, a magnet strong,
Away from the right , towards the wrong.
A gruesome character each soul wears,
In the cosmic world no one cares.

Lost souls in this alluring world,
Each moment find possibilities, hurled.
Make me a feather or a stone,
For I came alone and I shall leave alone.