The days keep getting longer

I wrote this a while ago, but it sorta explains how I feel now I guess.

I

What was is gone,
Not here to stay,
But I will do this anyway.

Four and four and two
Is ten,
but what I ask is why and when.

How did it end,
what will come next,
Left all alone, sad, perplexed.

II

Life goes on,
But to what degree.
Even though you let me go,
My soul is still not free.

Pummeled into nothing,
My heart has been destroyed.
Nothing left to put together,
A vast and empty void.

From here I want to forfeit,
Give up. Throw in the towel.
But if I let this happen
My dreams will run afoul.

III

Please can someone help me,
I need to start anew.
But the only problem is,
My mind was left askew.