I waded through the treacle like depths of my thoughts,
Trying to make sense of the illusions they brought,
Why am I here and what do I sought?
Trying to find answers to all the questions making me fraught.
Are my shivers from the fear or is it just a draught?
I feel deeply scared and my nerves are really taut,
Without answers my existence seems to be naught,
The illusion that is life must ultimately bear answers to all the doubts….
I’m participating in #BlogchatterA2Z for the month of April and this is the I post.
Short Poem but nicely explained