Where's the door?

So many ways in,
no way out
Oh this endless living,
and the endless dying
Life after life
Birth and Death,
birth through death,
The smiles, the laughter,
the tears, the pain,
the endless suffering,
the relentless hope
All unto what?
No one knows
I have a theory,
she has a story,
he has a belief,
someone else wrote a book,
but really - who knows?
And yet we strive, we toil,
day after day,
life after life,
we suffer, survive,
again and again,
an unending cycle,
circle upon circle,
of meaningless mirth,
lustful longings,
selfish sentiments,
minds filled with fear,
lives of uncertainty,
only questions,
no answers
yet.

-Saiisha