Questions Without Answers

Who am I
why am I here
these constant questions I ask as they continue to smear
inside my mind walk the confusions
questions without answers and never solutions
I want to vanish I want to disappear
to stop searching for an answer and leave far away from here
at times I feel that I can cope
and somewhere inside there’s a little hope
then that bit of comfort has to end
I’m always right where I started again
lost inside these questions that poke at my mind
so long I wondered and still I have to find
a reason I’m apart and left behind
without purpose ill burn away, refusing to live another damaged day
and blindly drift off inside these questions without answers
Traveler On The Path