Silent Doubt

Time rearranges itself whether you’re ready for it or not. Mass confusion entangles you’re mind and after awhile it feels “normal”. You can always depend on not fully understanding your surroundings. Then all these heavy thoughts throw you into fits of depression. Unable still, to understand all the questions and doubts inside yourself. The purpose of any existence, of anything is yet unknown. Can’t occupy the mind enough to settle for blind faith. When will the time come for us to be as one, or were we too late? Did our opportunity pass us by as we were siting still in the silence of doubt?