A Prayer For Purpose

Bedford Falls

I don’t live in Bedford Falls
And so I cannot see
How everything would be if there
Had never been a “me”

At times I’ve felt most keenly
I would like my life to end;
At other times, I felt nothing
Except, without a friend

In this, I find, I’m not alone
It is a common case
That we feel isolated in
Our time, and in our space

And wonder what our purpose is
And why we feel so sad
And why each brand new promise seems
To turn out very bad

And yet, I still feel underneath
Down deeply at my core
That there must be a something
That we each are striving for

So help me, please, to view
Beyond the daily, constant strife
That I might find my “why”, and see
It is
A wonderful
Life

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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