It's okay to not be okay
But what if it's past being not okay
To where a person no longer sees a point to their existence
Is it still okay?
They see the bright sky returning each day with the sun
And the stars each night with the moon
The seasons going on for years to come
Family and friends moving through life getting a little older each year
But no where in this future do they see themselves
The thought of them being there just feels wrong
Like a puzzle piece trying to be forced into the wrong place
The world will keep spinning without
them
It might even move a little easier
