My Quest Unknown

My life seems empty,

Cold, not warm.

I feel so helpless,

Lost and forlorn. 

  

I wonder now,

What am I worth?

What’s my place in this world?

What’s my place on Earth?

  

I go through each day,

Just like the rest.

Is there a price to pay,

To live a life that’s blessed?

  

So I ask myself,

What is life for?

Will someone show me?

Will you open that door?

  

Not one will explain,

Not even jest.

For, this is my moment,

This is my quest.

[Another piece from long ago...]