No Drive

No Drive

A Poem by Briscottin

I have no drive for life.
I have nothing that I want to reach for,
To strive for. 
I can easily say
"I'm taking it one day at a time".
But I'm not 100 percent convinced by my own words.

How does it feel to be motivated to do something with your life?
Is it just me that has no ultimate goal?
I haven't a clue as to where I want to be in 5 years, let alone 10 years.
This makes me feel like I'm failing. 
I'm failing because if I don't dream, I won't get anywhere.
But where can I go?
Everyone has interests and skills that they can work with.
What can I do?
Write a few poems.
That's not enough in this modern world.

I know
I need to be better, the only way I can achieve is if I develop myself.
I'm struggling. 
Mentally, I am tired and I don't want to carry on.
It hurts me that I can't dream. 
Why am I like this? Why do I not have any goals?
Is it just me?
Is it just my future that will fade into one continuous black hole of mundane living?

I think I'm stuck. 

© 2018 Briscottin

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Added on May 2, 2018
Last Updated on May 2, 2018



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