Disconnected

One day you wake up to realize you no longer know what you’re living for.

You stop fighting because you don’t know what you’re fighting for.

You’ve forgotten what you’re working towards. What you’re trying to accomplish.

The reason you used to wake up each morning happy to be alive escapes you.

You’ve lost sight of what’s important.

You’ve lost sight of your purpose. 
It's because you’ve lost sight of who you are.

You see yourself fading. Your energy darkening.

You are distant and it shows. Others can tell.

They’re unsure of what’s changed… they just know something is different.

They tell you that you look sad. The smile has faded from your face.

They want to ask but are afraid to approach.

What good would it do? You would say you are fine.

Not because you want to deceive them, simply because they can’t help you.

You know exactly what’s wrong… what you need.

And you know where to get it.

Some people make suggestions to help you gain a sense of purpose, to fill the void.

You know that would never do it for you. The fix you’re craving is for something stronger.

It’s easy to think that you’ll be fine without it.

It’s easy to think you’ll continue to be the same person.

To think you’ll continue to be yourself.

But you can’t be yourself when lacking the component that makes you who you are.

You can’t remove the adhesive and expect to stay put together.

You can’t hide how detached and incomplete you are. You can’t pretend all is well.

You can’t lie to yourself, when you, more than anyone, notice the differences.

You run into it occasionally and are surprised at how natural it feels.
How overpowering it is. How well it fits. 
You wonder how you’ve been able to stay away for so long.

How have you been able to resist?

You need HIM:

The source of everything you lack.

The source of everything you’re missing.

For He is what defines you.

HE is what defines ME.