God, sometimes I sit outside and think. It's pretty dangerous. Sometimes (most times)
I get swept away with my thoughts, dragged into the black depth below, drowning in the deep where the questions without answers lay.
Dead questions that Humanity has given up finding the answer for, leaving me trapped in my own mind.
An endless sea of questions that will never find answers.
Left in my mind to torment me until the day that I let the my thoughts bring me blissful silence, but until I grow old my mind will continue to plague me with three single questions with answers that will never be found.
What is the reason for why we exists?
Why w