A Question - Rotting Out

Stories unfolding but I don’t know what they mean

Conclusions like a blade to the abdomen

I’m watching life pour out and wondering how this is going to end

I want to know

I start to sink with lessons that I’ve learned

The cover is worn and the corners are burned

The spine is still strong

But who knows for how long

A story exposed hoping something was earned

I wand to know where this is going

I want to know if I’ve seen the worst

I want to know what it all meant

Feet don’t fail me now

I want to know my worth

Pain is the plot

But the ending is unclear

Pages that cut deep with weight I can’t bear

I’m writing «why?»

But the words are just smeared

I laugh till my eyes burn and flood these pages with tears

The question is what quest is this?