existential gap

to the voices in my head
the ones who don't let me forget
the silences and the holes
the things that haven't been resolved
on the days when you are all i can hear
you are my only company
and i find myself
stuck
closed
inside
when you keep asking the meaning of life
the meaning of mine
and hold out the string as if it is made of pieces
instead of woven thread
i tell you now
it is not yours to solve
the secrets are held
they are not your call
nor your responsibility
quiet now
rest