Have you ever felt emptiness?
A sense of purposelessness,
A sense of wasting everything in each moment
Or rather losing nothing but that very moment.
When you are not in control of your own
It is more painful because you know it all.
But in that very purposelessness
In that same emptiness
Seeds of redemption lay hidden
and a flickering lamp stays burning
day is not far when
moments will count their blessings
For putting to use themselves
For great productivity and joy.