Analysis of My Soul Purpose

There is a void within me that I simply refuse to ignore,
As the vast darkness of the universe suffocates me,
Anxiety is what I endure.
My palms remain sweaty, as my heart is steadily racing,
My feet remain still, yet my soul is continuously pacing.
I am envious of the sun with its rotation of the moon,
I am a stranger, in a strange land, with strange thoughts to you I presume.
I am lost with no map, I was only given my intuition,
I’ve tried to seek help, that led to psychiatric suspicion.
So now my soul has been caged, and buried beneath the surface,
And because I have been medically diagnosed with schizophrenia,
I will never know my true purpose!