Heartless is the place without a home,
Lost is the face that isn’t known,
Body still functions, the muscles struggle together,
Vision its strained, beat down and weathered,
Rise everyday and put in the effort,
Gone before you slow down, must be the right they left for,
Lost in the words the focus will be,
Chirping like birds, a flock of geese,
Yet rise once more wipe clear for the vision,
Is yours to behold, a solitary mission.