Without a Purpose....

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem about how life can be confusing.... and with out purpose.....

Submitted: December 17, 2008

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Submitted: December 17, 2008

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Without a Purpose...

 

 

Sometimes I get this feeling inside

A sharp feeling of loneliness

Emptiness like no one can understand

Wondering if my life has meaning

 

I think am doing the right thing with my life

But at the same time it lacks meaning

I can't help but want more

An understanding...

 

I have looked inside and I can't find it...

I tried looking in others and still nothing?

I keep looking but maybe...

Maybe I should look inside me again?

 

Why is it so empty inside?

Its not that life is hard!

It’s that it is confusing…

I feel like I have a goal

 

Well I set the goals I have and I have set many, yet...

I can't drag myself to do them...

Maybe it’s the goals aren’t mine but only illusion, dreams...

What is it am supposed to do...

 

I still have great feeling that something is missing?

I though maybe it was the love of another...

Maybe it’s something else?

I don't quite know... what it is or what to do?

 

All I know is something is missing...

And I don't know what...

I want to do the goals I have set!

Oh I really do... but...

 

Something is missing...

What is it if not passion that pushes me forward?

That allows me to reach great heights?

What is it with out that... without passion?

 

What is it? I need in my life to, well...

Let me wake up knowing that

Am doing the right thing in life...

What is it...?

 

I know I need money but I vow to myself...

Vow never to allow this to become my aim!

I rather die then sell my soul to an unjustified, well...

A linear unjustified, routinely, means to an end...

 

What is it that I need to make me feel...

What is it that is that can give me meaning...

Maybe am scared to start again... make new goals?

Its all confusing, I don't know where am going wrong...

 

What would make me wake up with a smile?

And go this is my life...

I enjoy it... I am doing the right thing...

It’s not perfect but it’s perfect for me...

 

What would give me that feeling?

What would make me whole?

And proud to be who I am...

What would make me feel I was accomplishing something in my life...

 

I guess all I can do is hope...

Hope I work out my destiny before...

Before my life comes to an end...

For how can I feel happy, without a purpose...

 


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