Lost and not found,
In this mind I am trapped,
Loss of body sensation,
Not knowing if I’m intact.

Hours go by,
Each moment is fleeting,
The phases of life,
Each minute, I’m keeping.

The point of this lifetime,
I don’t really know,
What is my meaning?
Just go with the flow.

Trying to make sense,
Of what should be simple,
Life doesn’t always have a set method,
No book of followed by rules.

There is no way of knowing,
Can only predict what may happen next,
In our lives we move forward,
Until we lay down and rest.