I am lost

I cannot begin
I cannot end
I am wailing as a wind at sea
Crashing waves forwards
And backwards

I am neither dead
I am neither life
I am torment
I am frustration on a brink

I am...
I am who I do not know
I am a page scribbled on, over words
I am a book with no novelty

I am what is neither found
I am what is neither lost
I am a being of non-existence

Traversing reality at its dawn
And at its death

I am...?
Who knows...
I am
Maybe...

Maybe I am seeker.
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