To know is a burden. To not wondering is a gift. Not knowing is a curse.

My wonder is a cursed gift

If you were told we are in hell and we all died already and we're on our second life. Would you believe it. If not how can you prove them wrong?

To come out of the darkness and into the light to only look back to see it follow

I find for me to unwind I don't mind my mind

Life is trying to find answers while searching for questions