Veil of Exhaustion

What do you do at the end of the day,
When exhaustion has stolen all passion away?
There’s hobbies to do, dreams to be chased.
Yet you’re too tired to finish the race.
You give and you give and you give some more.
Scrubbing all kennels and rinsing the floor.
Hard work is your nature, you give to the end,
Yet when the day is done, you’re nothing but spent.
The dreams are on the shelves. Stuck on the back burner.
You can’t get yourself to write a page turner.
Where is the passion? Where is the purpose?
Where is the reason that makes your life worth it?
Yet, then comes the whisper from around your neck.
A symbol of faith tells you “you’re not a wreck.”
Hold on. Keep running. You can finish the race.
Passion will return and your dreams make the pace.
This season will pass. You’ll be out of the darkness.
Despite what you feel, your life has purpose.