PURPOSE.

 

WHEN IT DISAPPEARS IT DRIVES YOU INTO WINDING, DARK ROADS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT.

THEN SLYLY WHISPERS IN YOUR EAR TO MAKE YOU THINK EVERYTHING IS ALRIGHT.

 

“JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES AND THEN YOU’LL SEE, THE SUN WILL RISE. JUST WAIT FOR ME.”

 

TIME GOES ON, AS YOU KNOW.

BUT TIME HAS COME FOR YOU TO GO.

 

ADMIT DEFEAT AND YOU’LL BE FREE.

AN ADDICTION TO PURPOSE WON’T LET YOU SEE.

 

HOPE AND DRIVE ARE COUSINS, TOO.

THAT FAMILY’S PASSED, YOUR PURPOSE DUE.

 

DEEP BREATH NOW, YOU’RE ALMOST THERE.

CALMY ACCEPT THE POISONED AIR.

 

WITH PURPOSE GONE, YOUR FUTURE COLLAPSES.

HEARTRATE SLOWS, THE SPEED OF MOLLASES.

 

WHEN IT STOPS, THE REST WILL SEE,

WITHOUT PURPOSE, NONE CAN BE.