Lost in Maybe

Just thoughts

It had to be something in the air, water, or food; I needed it to be.

I mean “how else could I explain me not transcending toward Nirvana?”;

The fact that such trivial thoughts tiptoed through my mind suggests a translucent state has not been realized.

Rebirth can’t be the only way to find solace, can it?

I mean the notion of a screeching new born can’t give me hope that Birth will give me succour, Can it? Should it?

Maybe I’m trying to colour too much inside the lines,

What if a squawking child, is in its own way of emancipating the pressure while scuttling to peace?!

I’m losing my mind aren’t i? Possibly even lost it long ago and miscarried to notice…

Maybe the idea is embedded right there inside “Maybe”

Maybe because I’m lost in Maybe is in its own way a stumble to an answer.

It could be possible if I stopped thinking “what if”, will be the moment I will stop living.

Maybe this is a pointless thought pushed from a condemned mind.

Maybe I have already lost my mind.