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

  • Author: jdblake (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 18th, 2018 22:06
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Gabriella

    wow very good write

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