No Purpose Poem by Edwina Reizer

I have no purpose to my life
if you should ever leave me.
For I would stay idle all my days
and who would ever believe me?

Surely they’d think I’d lost my mind
and call the doctors in.
All those doctors would only find
a soul that’s lost within.

They could never find a remedy.
For you must have a will to live.
And living without you is unbearable.
And so what can they give?

A pill to take, a drink to imbibe
or a shock to start my heart?
I think ‘tis better to let me go
so I can seek a brand new start.