Money and a fading sense of purpose

A commonly shared experience;

That which entails a parody,

Of success versus money;

A dream of milk and honey…

 

A search and strife,

Seems to take over ones life;

And so the feeling of purpose fades…

 

A darkness creeps in;

Your head begins a decent,

Into a space of defeat;

And unfulfilled essence,

Becomes your aura…

 

This seemingly complex parody,

You piece together in your thoughts;

Successs is not measured by your bank accounts,

yet it’s necessary to grant ones freedom

In a world where everything has its price…

 

If the purpose of life is the one thing,

You seek to revive – the end goal

Much like looking for love…

Is it a surprise when it feels impossible to meet?

 

Simplicity guides one back to basics;

Setting small goals to attain one’s big dream;

Baby steps… after all, we’re only human…

 

A nature often so foul;

Desire and need for a challenge,

To keep one driven,

Jumping to the final goal…

…What purpose then would keep you livin’?

Advertisements

One thought on “Money and a fading sense of purpose

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s