Emptiness

Emptiness... I feel used worn and torn. Battered and beaten.
I feel defeated.
Nowhere can I find the will to move forward. Just emptiness, darkness and sadness.
Wondering if I will ever feel completed.
Moving slow as a slug inch by inch. Just sitting around waiting.
Always contemplating.
Where did I go wrong.
How do I find the will to move on.
How much more can I take.
Before it is to late.
I stand and I fall. I fall and I stand.
When will I finally become a man.
I take a step forward only to take two back. I am thankful for everything that I have.
And even though it is my soul I lack.
I keep my head held up high.
And manage to shine a little light when there is none.