Composed 5/12/15
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I feel so empty
After release
So much tension
Finally appeased
But what comes next?
What’s my true goal?
I now work for nothing
I shield a hollow soul
What happens when my tasks are complete?
What happens when I check off my list?
Expected tasks dutifully performed
I lack direction
Ignorant of my gifts
Freedom is my burden
Opportunity wasted in this life
I cling to established rhythms
Scared to color outside the lines
But now I feel so empty
When my day is done
I just hope there is a Plan for me
I hope I’m not the one only
Scraps of Paper 