Betdown

Scattered thoughts collide and fuse
Indicative of my past dementia
Once i questioned it all
Now i question nothing except
Will i die tomorrow?
Of i'm born today
Strive to survive
Choice of darwin's natural order of selection apparent
Why me?
Why them?
Defined answers all illusive
Pounding through the ignorance of a childhood long forgotten
But suddenly i broke
And then realized the relevance of outside ignorance
Tormentor transformed from all to myself
Striving, despite the negativity overabundance
Confusion mounts as i enter my life
Today will answer all but one question
Multiplied by an inordinate tomorrow
Pushing to find solutions to everything
Unidentifiable by my darkened sight
Betdown, i was "betdown"