I have very little to say
That I haven’t already
Said before.
I cannot think straight.
Cannot focus
On anything
Besides the darkness.
I am lost. I am lost.
I am looking
For something
I do not know.
I tried to explain
Why I hated my job
And I couldn’t.
You see it’s not the job I hate.
I still have passion.
I just can’t access it.
It’s not the job I hate.
It is my life.
To hate the life
That one has created
For themselves.
Yet no. I didn’t create this life.
I merely followed the path
Which I was set upon.
I’m too far forward to go back.
But I no longer want to reach
The destination
Being signposted
Along the way.
I gain experience.
More and more every day.
But I am no further forwards.
How do you change a life;
That you are honour bound
To continue being a part of?
Is a life lead by honourable intention enough,
Or will obligation mar
The person I am to become,
Until the life I desire
Has slipped away forever.
The life I cannot even consider
While bound to the obligations
I have imposed upon myself
Through a sense of duty
Change me beyond the capacity
To ever be what I want.
Even if I don’t know what that is.
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