Another Day

Another day and another day and another day.
Trying to find my place of belonging.
Every day getting drawn deeper and deeper into the never ending abyss of loneliness.
To live I must truly belong.
I am a lone wolf who has strayed away from the pack
And lost my sense of belonging and now prefer to hunt alone.
Like a candle in the middle of an empty room
Waiting for meaning or the inevitable silence of death.
Maybe it will come with my own hand,
Maybe with time.
No one would mind, a guy with no friends, family, or purpose.
Maybe hope will come sometime.
But it is just another day
Another lonely day without any meaning.