Paradoxes

Paradoxes, oh lord!
So much for a lore
Why all things end at it?
Even you and me...a bit

We seek to be certain,
While being certain,
Only to figure out,
How uncertain we are!

Such misery, such despair,
Even pain feels not bad.
But this void of truth,
This blunt end is truly sad.

Was ever anything for sure?
Or 'rest assured' is a myth.
Beliefs, even though a lie,
Feel clearer then this trick.