A poem "My purpose" – a joyful creativity of the author
Dorian Bukowski
„My purpose"
I wake up – and I feel bad
I put my slippers on and think
I feel like throwing up
What's the reason? – I ask myself
and I'm immediately pissed off.
I realize I feel like doing...
... NOTHING! So the reason
lies deeper
Is that depression? Maybe, probably!
Because my life in dark colors I see.
Do I have to suffer?
Maybe not... but, damn it!
Why am I suffering?
I have everything...
Or maybe not...
The lack of purpose
wants me to suffer!
It this my fault?
Now I know it is.
I'm like a rumpled piece of paper
Moved by the wind in all directions.
I don't know where I am and where I will be.
Only because
I don't know what I want!
But when my goal is clear
My problems will be gone.
Now I know why
my days used to
lack their right rhythm.
It brings me will and joy of life
because I know which place
I want to reach.
I begin every day with energy
and like a plane I fly to my goal.
I am not afraid
that my goals are great.
That I cannot see them
and sometimes I'm lost in a cloud.
Because I know that I'm moving in the right direction
And that direction gives my life purpose.
Because the journey itself is fascinating,
soothing, exciting and rousing.
What matters is that I know where I want to fly.
And whether it will happen sooner or later –
It doesn't really matter to me!
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