Purpose

Tripping beside reality

Hiding in its truth

Running from the pain

In its existence from youth

Hiding behind yesterday

And the sadness that it shares

Breaking away from it

Stretching as it tears

Confusion in the letting go

Running as they hide

Trying to find the healing

Hanging on to pride

Letting go in the sadness

Trying to be free

Being left with nothing

Nothing that can be

Ashes on the grave that’s dug

Beside what should be me

Emptiness on the life thats lived

Contrary to the one can see

Finding purpose in the pain

Reality in the space

Knowing peace in the shame

And finally finding a place