Where did I start?
Where will I go?
Whole or in part,
Broken in my soul
Faces and sounds
Spotlight everywhere
Posture and capture
Happiness or despair
The aimless laughs,
the tearful notes;
The artful crafts,
the angry rogues
News graced the views;
Truth became a story.
Reason, a feeling
Life, a pursuit of glory.
Purpose was snatched
Fame, prescribed.
Alas! As it fetched,
Hollow and empty, inside.
Stumbling across the net,
Unable to hold on,
“The best isn’t here yet!”
Scrolling on to the next, coming upon!