Fathomed it All

reeferchief

She said it's all been done before
no more to live for, nothing left worth dying for
couldn't quite see what made life worth carrying on
blind belief, no life to lead
no point in punishing ones self
on a mission to nowhere
not a purpose to bestow
on anything or anyone
no one to share it with
nobody would ever be worthy
for a place right by her side
she could see straight through them all
she could make them rise and fall at will
she could be the only one
to ride her wave and fly her cloud
lonely there but still sat proud.