Listen closely to hear
The echo of a soul
That used to reside within
The shadow of that which used to exist
But is no more

I am but an empty shell
A vessel abandoned
Vulnerable to the storms of the ocean
Tossed to and fro
By the whims of the wind and waves

My body lives on
Seeking only survival
And carnal pleasure
But without purpose
Its existence is moot

My mind continues
Weaving webs of confusion
Destructive thoughts
Circular logic
Are all unfulfilling

But the soul, oh, the soul
The soul has left
Can it be rebuilt?
Can it exist once again?
Or am I left to wallow in emptiness evermore?

Give me direction
Give me purpose
Give me a reason to live
And the drive to accomplish
Restore to me my soul