nothing to look for
nowhere to look
curiosity can’t kill the indifferent
searching is pointless
a void can’t be found
the absence of something is just that
welcome back
listlessly looking for nothing in particular
leaving most stones unturned
effortlessly foraging
unsure of my expectations
and so much more
there’s a plethora of things
never meant to be found
a lot of the time
it’s just better not to know
there are things that can’t be unlearned
but no ones knows until it’s too late
The Deadbeat: Series of Nihilistic Ramblings 