💎 PREMIUM: Id/Dark foxy - High Quality

In my mind, thoughts swirl like a stream,
Questions without answers, just silent screams.
Is consciousness an illusion through time,
Or are we fragments of a grand design?
I feel the mind drifting into endless space,
Seeking knowledge that brings no peace, just a chase.
Between body and thought, a bridge over a chasm,
And in the silence, only a question remains, like a prism.
A question without end, an eternal pursuit,
That echoes in the void, yet brings no resolve, no root.
And as I stand on this bridge, between life and its strain,
I wonder if the answers are only found in the pain.