small candle in a dark room

I spend all my time fighting
for the opposite of despair
and I'm so tired I could sleep
a forever of tomorrows
if the day after I could wake up
without feeling like my life
is pointless

I'm a compass with no needle
led by every magnet pull
with no direction
who knew going nowhere
could be so exhausting
every time the battle is over
I'm left standing in the same place
with nothing to show
but the lines on my face
that'll tell you I've lived
without telling you how

They hold my nothingness against me
call me loser when I'm not around to hear
like they know what it's like
to walk my lifeline in different shoes
because it's so easy to judge
the experiences we've never had

Some days the best I can do is be
some days the best I can do is fight
for the opposite of despair
and I don't know if it's pointless
but for today it's enough
that I stay just to breathe
tomorrow's potential

I spend all my time fighting

© Indie Adams 2022