Too much room in all this space
Too many unknowns for me to face
I don't know where it will end
I didn't even know where it begun
No one will ever fully understand or even believe it
How hugely mind-bogglingly the void is
Made up of absolutely nothing
Yet it's everything that makes me exist
I shouted into the void
Desperate to understand my purpose
My voice echoed back
Trying to understand is worthless
The beauty of there being no end
Is there will always be a question
To which the answer you will be uncertain
Obsessed with filling the space
Obsessed with wanting to know it all
I can shout into the void as loud as I want
The response only to repeat what I said
Stardust shouting back to stardust
The magic and mystery never ends
Acceptance she met
YOU ARE READING
An organised mess
PoetryA poetry collection with random poetry I have written overtime, and thought i'd share. I aim to add a new poem into this collection every day, could be the occasional off day :-) hope you enjoy! **thoughts day to day, put pen to paper and let the...
