Do I Need To Know Poem by Frederick Nellist

What is the purpose of my life
I ask myself the reason why
I'm uncertain what I've become
things I've said and done.

Is life playing games with me
I'm half afraid of the truth
In a world of deep suspense
Living does not make sense.

Existing with an unclear past
Will then the future be unkind
Many years peace of mind sought
The truth cannot be bought.

It seems my search has no end
Would it be folly to be wise
Has past trauma made me forget
Discovering things I'd regret.

Here alone in my private hell
Will I soon embrace the truth
Dark clouds haunt me every day
How do I keep my fears at bay.