Surviving Or Living

Surviving Or Living

I made it through another one

So sad to say, no joy came my way

The wheels turned, just no fun

Days like this, I don't soon pray

Emptiness still present as ever before

Wishes once hoped for, still escaped 

What I'm missing is something more

Moments lived, still yet to take shape

Life with purpose as the wind can't be held

When lived boldly, its presence can be felt

Results of my choices, so much withheld 

Aroma of life, heartfelt, daringly, melt

Any other path I tread, brings me to this

One's never truly fulfilled in a world amiss

All I amass, yet filled with nothingness

Perfect for looking, coming into awareness

A realization of my condition is the place 

This present void will create a desire

Never be content to simply occupy this space

A life I will live, first mines to admire