Every now and then....

Every now and then the meaninglessness creeps in and I fight it,
Sometimes I succeed and sometimes I don't,
So I fall back on the bed and look out to the vast blue sky,
Every now and then I create my own reason,
and then I feel why do I need the reason,
but I do need it, I need an idea, a person or just something to carry on,
to fight the meaninglessness and live one day more,
I do not run towards the enemy's machine guns,
nor do I face the heavy mortar shower,
but I fight it every day,
the enemy inside, the biggest of them all,
to carry on one more day when the meaninglessness creeps in....