How I know I don’t know

Its like comfortably drowning,

Acid burns that warm my soul,

Chocking on fresh air,

Dangerous speeds that get me home,

A deafening silence,

Agitated stillness,

Aware of the unknown,

Unaware of the known,

Reckless about tomorrow,

Careful about now,

Its when you reach with hope, 

Its when you fall with a wish,

Its how I know, I don’t know…



About obialone
I'm random and unwise. I'm always seeking wisdom in its simplest form. I'm scared of not being scared, so I find ways to terrify myself. I care about everything, and I'm interested in all things. I reserve the right to change my mind, anytime. So in most cases I find it best to humble my opinion

2 Responses to How I know I don’t know

  1. Anonymous says:

    This is beautiful Obo!

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