DARK DESPAIR

I spend my days with no purpose
because I'm dead right to my core
I'm saddened by each rising sun
The pointless hours I spend in bed
are not for sleep
because even dreams deserted me
There's no excitement in this life
I'm forced to endure
Nothing to look forward to,
not even a challenge to set the fires with in me ablaze
That I'm reduced to envying dust
for it's purpose seems greater than mine;
to go where the wind blows.
I'm stuck here in this hopeless blur
without a purpose.
I'm nothing but a corpse.

Inspired by: Tracy Kob