Meaningless

Just what the title says...

Flying through the eyes of time.
Falling backward in to forever.
I watch history repeat itself from
Start to finish, end to beginning.
Destiny awaits no one, Yet we follow blindly.
Giving chase to haunted memories.
Catching glimpses of the future.
Watching as vague images sharpen
Themselves on our sanity.
Filling the emptiness within us with nothing.
Smoke and Mirrors, as reality plays itself out.
Lost inside dreams.
Words with no meaning, shape our lives.
And here we sit at the end, wondering.
What the beginning will bring...