It’s so clear life is beautiful and tragic. Are outcomes affected by actions? I'm so lost I dig deep to never find if realities only in my mind. Ashes to ashes, keep falling down cause everything has burned to the ground. I finally feel the weight of life and the force that lead me to this line

Is this life what it seems or am I just a shell of a man damned to dwell on this?

The lines between reality and fiction are blurred, we debate endlessly but no words are heard. My head and my heart are at a constant disconnect, because science and emotion are never quite content. The laws of reality are never set in stone, when idea becomes fact we lose grip on what we know

Is this life what it seems or am I just a shell of a man damned to dwell on this?

Do these situations need my mind cause sometimes I fear what I'll find?

Do I control my own fate or will everything fall into place?