/unknown

can i carry the burden of knowing it all—

the whys and hows of life,

and why the whys and how the whys get me stuck in-between?

will my beautiful soul not burn into waste ashes 

or transform into a metaphor of unpleasant words, 

should i inbreathe the dust out of every pit

as i dig?

i've lots of times been on the verge of indecision;

having several thoughts 

and being taught 

that i can't hold the understanding of all

i give up on everything, totally;

every little thing that has an iota of my faith

except HE that lives forever and knows unknowns