Here is a short poem I wrote on a dark day

The title signifies eyes showing no signs of life -- Inanimate Oculorum

Inanimatoculorum

A familiar man looks upon me,
He asks me what I deem,
His eyes pierce as a laser,
It’s a never ending beam,

He wants to know my story,
So I explain to him my theme,
That it’s meaningless and empty,
That it’s forever just a dream,

Falling back while moving forward,
In a state of no control,
I just can’t seem to find my way,
I’m out searching for my goal,

He peers at me in his usual way,
He is searching for a soul,
I’m afraid he’ll find what I fear the most,
A dark and empty meaningless hole,