Confusion

imagining dreaming of things I don't quite know if I want uncertainty yes I am confused the future must come later but at the same time dwells in the present a whirlwind of emotions takes place in my heart making a mess of my interpretation of my feelings or cuts of my feelings and as if I am without nerves I feel nothing what is after death I ask the moon but even the moon knows not I know not of death but yet I yearn for it on my darkness days I ask the sun what is the purpose for my life but the sun knows not I wish there was an answer for all my doubts and an answer for all my problems