There’s No Point

There’s no point in travelling
when you’ve no place to be
no sense in looking
for what your heart cannot see
no doors unlock
when you don’t have a key

There’s no point in sowing
where love cannot grow
no questions worth asking
of a life you can’t know
no reason for staying
when your heart says go

There’s no point in searching
with dulled tired eyes
no use in listening
when you only hear lies
no sense in living
because everything dies

I’ve often thought that the phrase which sums up depression is ‘there’s no point’.