Do I deserve existence
I disperse the line of the path
before me
I give up my actions
to become an agent of unguided motion
if solitude had coordinates
the universe would still be too small
the horizon swells inside me
twilight is cascading under lids
of two undeserving eyes
whatever I know decays
into the nameless
moment
precipitation of complexity
the deluge
of being human.
Beyond Language 
That is a powerful poem. It is filled with emotions and vivid imagery.
-I give up my actions to become an agent of unguided motion
Hm…seems quite nihilistic to me. Your challenge of existence itself. Many questions stir within me now. Perhaps I’ll stop by later and ask.