Time means nothing to me anymore

For I am lost in my own existence

It does not matter which way I row

For I am trapped in the middle of the ocean

I have lost all sense of direction

And so I drift, in the middle of no man’s land

My frustration gathers momentum

Like a rocket, it propels me with the speed of light

But still, I am headed to nowhere,

For I am lost in my own existence

How I long for home

I’d give anything to find my roots once again

But how can I know which way to go

When I know not where I am?

I cannot retrace my steps

For I left no tracks in the ocean

And whatever ripples I caused on my way here

Have been cleared by the mighty waves

Time means nothing to me anymore

For I am lost in my own existence