Focused Poem by Daniel Brown

What's the point of living if no one's worth dying for?
Why get out of bed, if I'm going to stay asleep?
Never risking selfish comforts
Trapped in by all my selfish needs
I have to risk it all,
Crawling out of isolation,
Allow my love for others
Be a guiding constellation.
I just don't see the point,
Of a life that seems worth living
If it doesn't feel like I don't have one...
When I lose the people in it