A Fragile Mind
by Heat Current
· 27/01/2026
Published 27/01/2026 08:52
What is thought but a web, tangled and tight,
a chase through the shadows that dances with light?
Questions unfurl like leaves in the night,
the answers just whispers, slipping from sight.
We ponder our existence, in silence we sway,
words tumble like pebbles, lost in dismay.
Yet somewhere in chaos, a clarity waits,
the heartbeats of reason push open the gates.