The Ownle: Noise

Is a treeless forest a forest ?
Does a handicapped brain not fade ?
Can't perceive if life is a sketch
Or truly so timelessly crazed

If you go, go all the way to the end
Creep over yourself, like a coward descend

Striving carefully for nothing
Bored in silence as the only noise
I yawn low, I yearn slow
I believe and I think and regret
What ? – Doesn't make any difference

Stop, leave it, unfinished path
This meaningless perfect lifespan
Leave scared as the one who knows less
Return less than incomplete, featureless