If you died today,
what
ideas,
what
stories,
what
dreams
would die with you?

Everything I do
Everything I say
Everything I think
Is just a motion.

What is the point?
What is the purpose?

I used to get excited
I used to be sad
I used to enjoy life
But now I am numb
There is no feeling

I scream in frustration
I do not understand!
What has changed?

My life is the same as ever it has been
It is only my view that has changed
And now I wonder
What is the point

What is the point of getting up
What is the point of working hard
What is the point of eating
Or sleeping or talking
What is the point of fighting the monsters
When they always come back

What is the point of my life?
Can someone please tell me my purpose?
Can someone give me a reason to keep going?

I do not want to die.
I want to live again.
Would someone please tell me how?

Here with me yet so far away from me
And
I miss you,
I miss the old you,
The old you
Who always cared
For me,
And
Always had time
For me,
The old you
Who would sacrifice
His time
To check
If I’m well or unwell,
The old you
Who used to wake me up
With the smell
Of red roses
And
Breakfast in bed,
I miss the man
Who would always bring
A smile to my face
Every morning
When I wake up,
The man who always
Brought joy
To my heart
Not this one
Who brings anger
Bitterness
And
Misery,
I miss you
I miss the old you,
Remember all those
Late nights,
Touring,
Spending time together,
Those days
We used to laugh
Till I shed tears of joy
Now
All that  I know
Is tears of agony,
I miss you
I miss the old you
Give me those tears
Of joy
You once gave me
In time
Why has it become
So hard,
Bring me back
The
Sweet and innocent
Man
I know and love
I can’t stand this reminiscent
Anymore
Its torture