Rushing back and forth,
making things happen,
trying to find meaning,
or letting it find me.

Grasping for words
to capture my emotions,
but it has always been a failure
as it never goes too strong enough
to merit a moment of thought.

Or was that I just didn’t want to stop and think
perhaps, afraid
of what I’ll be able to come up with.

So let the rush go on
let it excite me
let it tire me
I find solace in not finding meaning
for now.