Life

This is the second poem I have ever written, I was nine or ten. The love caused me pain I’m no longer able to breathe My bleeding soul My enclosed throat My blood-shot eyes My dying words All seem to fade away I love to sing I loved to laugh I loved to love Now they are no more I have no sang in three years I do not think I even can… I try to laugh…. But it turns into a broken sob I tried to love But I just wreaked pain Over and over…and over again Can a broken soul ever heal? No, I do not think so Can a hollow voice ever have life? No, not that either Can a dead love be born again? No Life ends like it begins We start out crying and frightened We die crying and frightened Life is a cruel joke We all die at the end Why be immortal? Only those whom hate life get to forever live it Fighting the whole time, crying Crying for death Because death is when memory is gone We come back crying There is a threat that in the end will win No circles will save us No praying will help This threat has no compassion Has no soul Will kill many And birth more It has no mercy Harbors no soul It is here for one thing And one thing alone To kill us all This great threat goes by one name Life The thing that few know is not a friend, a blessing But is a threat, an enemy This is one fight not many can win Most will die But a few can cheat death Maybe even life But that is up to you…. My choice? I will cheat death and survive life…