You stop thinking in weeks or months.
You think in moments
between one wave of pain and the next.

People talk about pain
like its a challenge,
a lesson,
a thing you grow from.
But not everyone gets that luxury.
Pain is not a teacher when it never leaves
it’s a fulltime job.

I’m just trying to make it through the day,
get a little sleep,
hold on till morning.
And you wanna talk to me about long term healing?

That is what meaning is for, man
what purpose is for.
To give the ones in pain
something to reach toward,
some reason
to keep showing up,
even when there is no promise
that it will ever stop hurting.

But what if there is nothing there?
No meaning.
No one cares.
No finish line waiting.

I don’t know.
But I know this
no meaning, no challenge in anything,
is the fastest way
to hell.

If you can find one thing,
the smallest thing,
to look forward to,
to find purpose in,
to keep chasing
then your life here
gets lighter now.

Meaning or not.