I Just Merely Survive
Life Without a Purpose
Living is like dying
Only that you're still feeling
The pains of the past
The struggles of the present
And the anticipation of the future
Constantly thinking what it holds
While trying to fight like a man
And wondering why you struggle so much
Giving up would've been so nice
To stop struggling and rest
To finally feel no longer
The pains of your own handiwork
Who cares for me right now?
Why should I even care?
What am I supposed to do,
In this grief-stricken world?
Contemplating my past
And heaving out a heavy sigh
I questioned the Lord why.
Then only did I realize
That life is not about suffering
And that death is not an escape
Life is an opportunity that flies
Like a bubble in mid summer
That flies awhile then pops
Is life if we chose to let it fly
I live like a dead man
Or a robot pre-programmed
I am not a man that thrives
I just merely survive.
About the Creator
Singbawi Sing
A scientist at heart. Self-proclaimed theological philosopher. Live prayerfully and inspire honestly.
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