When my worlds find me

Amidst the harrowing wakes of time,
Busy lifing myself to age,
I acknowledge the stage I've reached.

Thirsty and raddled, soulless yet gleaming,
Mind weaving through life's broken lines,
Don't pester me as I navigate
The depths of my own unread mind.

In the shadows of uncertainty,
I search for fragments of truth,
Lost in the dance of existence,
A solitary figure in the vast expanse.

When my worlds find me,
I'd embrace the chaos and the calm,
For in the tangled threads of fate,
I find the essence of my being.