What am I fighting for

I'm feeling incomplete, insecure, insignificant

Making sense of this world that I am living in

Looking for answers in all the wrong places

Making friends with the devil's many faces

I had purpose, passion, everything I wanted

But the fire died, and all I had has been forgotten

And I realized it was never enough

To fill this hole in my chest that used to be filled with love

Give me something to believe in, because I'm barely hanging on

My demons are haunting me, deceiving and taunting me

My peace of mind is so far gone

This battle I've been fighting all my life

Becomes steeper and harder to climb

And I'm so sick of pretending to not feel so empty

To not feel so empty

I'm feeling indecisive, inconclusive, ignorant

Self destructive just like I have always been

Ill tempered intentions that I cannot control

Compulsions I can't keep quiet anymore

What once was love is now a sinister desire

This empty space is filled with ashes from your fire

I want to feel like I'm a part of something more

Than just myself

Give me something to believe in, because I'm barely hanging on

My demons are haunting me, deceiving and taunting me

My peace of mind is so far gone

This battle I've been fighting all my life

Becomes steeper and harder to climb

And I'm so sick of pretending to not feel so empty

What is my purpose

What am I fighting for

What am I fighting for

I sulk and sing sweet nothings

Of the shifts in life's paradigm

On the never ending uphill battle

Towards epiphany and purpose

What is my purpose

Tell me what is my purpose

Oh, god, why is my purpose

What is my purpose