Life seems purposeless
Like a rudderless ship,
I am pushed around in this vast ocean of life
I feel like a masochist, self-inflicting pain
I seem to have been caught
In a never-ending cycle of pain and misery
When I can end it all in one stroke, liberate myself
Set myself free forever
Why then should I live?
I love the creativity. After the last line, I can then go back to the title for my answer. Great poem, Aarthi