Stuck

Where in the world can you find the will to keep on?

Is it under the rugs of your house's entrance,
like where you'd keep its key?

Is it in every waking moment,
waiting for the right time to see it?

Is it playing hide and seek with me
that's why I can't see it?

Can I find it in every procrastinating feels?
In every hunger,  every tiredness that I'm feeling?

Can I find it in faith, or the loss of it?

Where? Because I'm dying and losing my wits,
perhaps, transforming into another robot..

Waking into a routine,
never coming back..

stuck in the harshness of reality..
with no one to lend a helping hand.