Rollercoaster

I exist, but living feels amiss, Not death I want, but joy I miss, Love once given, now it's a weight, My soul yearns for a different fate. Depression's not my plight, but neither bliss, Emotions swirl, a tempestous abyss, I'm not emotionless, but what I feel, Is a burden that I cannot conceal. Life's mundane routine leaves me bored, Surviving's all I'm left to hoard, But death's not what I seek to find, For my soul is not yet ready to resign. But oh how I long for a different life, Where love is not a burden to strife.