Look Out

Restless to the core,
Waiting for nothing,
What gives rise to this bore?
Which seems everlasting?

Pinpointing the source,
Seems so morose.
For neither is there a point,
Nor is there any hope.

Shaking sinews,
Sleepless mind.
Dreams that flee,
Nightmares that stay.

Do they have a meaning?
Do they have a say?
In the way life’s fleeing?
Or the direction it takes?

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