Is it all so pointless?

A journey so vast,

A life so brief,

A purpose uncertain,

A future so bleak.

We wander aimlessly,

Through the ups and downs,

With nothing to hold on to,

Just trying to survive.

We search for meaning,

In the chaos of it all,

But find no answers,

Just a never-ending fall.

We struggle to find happiness,

And hold on to what we love,

But it all fades away,

Like clouds in the sky above.

So what's the point,

Of this journey we undertake?

Is it just to suffer,

And then simply fade away?

Perhaps there's a reason,

That we cannot see,

Or maybe it's just nothing,

And life is just pointlessly free