Why do I sit and stare thinking, thinking thoughts of nothing?
Is it because I am empty of thoughts or do my thoughts mean nothing?
I think my thoughts mean something and I know my head is not empty.
So why do I sit staring, staring into the darkness?
The void of despair, I do not think is why my thoughts take root.
I might not ever discover the origin of my contemplation.
I believe I can say for certain that they do not come from hatred,
Yet I also know they are not of pure joy or love for any creation.
I set my plight before you, wondering if you could know.
If my head is not empty and my thoughts have some meaning,
Why do I sit and stare thinking, thinking thoughts of nothing?
Until I find the answer, here I continue to ponder thinking into night.
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