The Unknown

 

I often ponder at night,

thinking about the unknown and how I can solve it,

I look up to the ceiling with fear,

fear of the unknown

But why,

why must I think of the unknown,

It's not ever going to be known

Not in my lifetime at least

I feel as though I can find out if I try

The thing is I

and maybe even humanity may never know

what is beyond 

 

death

 

We often take what we have for granted 

Y’know

 

There's this thing called life

It’s stressful and we often worry

However,

It is the very point of existence

many of us are here without an intended purpose

or so you think

we are all of the same yet different

our purpose is to represent and remember the past

as it is to prosper for the future

 

You and I may not be within a group

But you and I are the same

a clump of cells all grown up,

 

energy

 

The future of life is all around you

Just as is the future of death

They are both unknown unfortunately

So why must we worry about the unknown

especially when we try to sleep

Because the unknown is both ahead as it was behind

It is to keep us alive as much as it is to take us away

The correlation between life and death 

consists of the unknown