On A Day

I want to know what it's all for? The trials, failures, the extreme horrors. I wanna know, is my purpose already set in stone? Will my peaceful existence find me alone? Never, never, never before have I had so many questions; My head throbbing and pounding with whether I'm due for a blessing? My mistakes are documented like the walls of an Egyptian tomb, hoping that I have nothing more to consume. I'm doing my best to keep my head upright, but when I feel around, everything is tight; My pride, my pockets and my optimistic view, I'm desperate for solutions on what to do. I guess I just need to bounce this off my chest, because I find that releasing it to myself is the therapy that works best..