A Restless Mind
During the late hours, a time when silence embraces the world, I find myself ensnared in contemplation. Life's profound questions weave a web in my mind, questions that have echoed through the ages. What purpose lies within this existence? How do others perceive the world that envelopes us? I am consumed by curiosity—what visions would grace my sight if I could borrow another's gaze? The intricacies of life often feel like a labyrinth, one that inexplicably seems steeped in challenges. Why were my footsteps led through the trials that shaped me? These musings dance like restless specters within my thoughts, denying me the embrace of sleep, guiding me through the night's quietude. Will the shroud of uncertainty ever part, revealing the truths that elude me? That remains a mystery yet to unravel, residing in the vast expanse of the unknown.
