Walking home

This is when all my thoughts merge

into one big cloud

chasing me everywhere

demanding things

this is when I answer

when I walk home

when I contemplate reality

life

existence in general

it's where I chase the thoughts that hide from me

the ones buried underneath layers and layers of the unknown

further and further down

the more questions I figure out

the further I can go down;

this mental mine is huge

vast

the amount of questions I've answered are immense

looming over me

the amount of unanswered questions are even more vast

towering over everything

you can still see through them

they're like ghosts

there

yet not quite

physical

but if you reach out your hand, you find nothing solid

but you can tell that they're there

they're always in the back of your mind

when you're tired and spacey, they surface the most

like on my walk home from school

left foot

          right foot

left foot

          right foot

each step brings a new thought

a new question

a new curiosity

a new idea

each step is a new unanswered thought

innumerable

huge

ginormous

those who are curious are dragged towards it

compelled to understand everything that is going on in that immense tower of thoughts

people like me

so every walk home

I chase these big questions

but not just to solve them;

when I aim to solve them,

I aim to solve my internal thoughts as well

the questions that are always there

day in and day out

nonstop

persistent

unrelenting

left foot

         right foot

left foot

          right foot