Sometimes

Sometimes I feel like a useless human being.

As if I am breathing someone else’s oxygen.

My life has little meaning or purpose.

I am trapped in a maze without end.

I can’t begin to comprehend this struggle inside me.

A feeling of restlessness, boredom and being unfulfilled.

Those feelings are never strong when you are here.

They do not over run my confused mind.

They do not trouble my soul.

You make me sane in an insane world.

You show me love like no one else has.

Or ever will again.

You ground me, my anchor in rough waters.

Life is unpredictable and hard.

Mine is a lot more bearable with you in it.

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