Purpose is what I need
As I lay here staring at the ceiling
Just struggling to survive
Trying to feel like I dont deserve to die
Every day I wake
Just to want to go back to sleep
To not wake from my slumber
Unless purpose comes over me
Patients they say
It will come they say
But when is it time to give in?
To break
and be done?
I once helped people
Fought for reason
Gave my life to purpose
but when it was lost
so was I
Every day is a struggle to breath
I never want to eat
But I live for my family
that is what I want shake
and start living for me
For the time being
My family is what keeps me breathing
That picks me up onto my feet
But purpose is what I need
to want to live
and start stepping forward with
my own feet