Life

by Kathleen   Feb 17, 2006


Life, does it have a purpose?
Is there a god?
Yes there is love and hate
Who created us?
Some sit and pray
While others just go their own way.
There is no right or wrong
There is no need to rush along.

What is life's purpose?
Is there anything after death?
Do we get that one last breath?
Or is there nothing but black,
I would like to come back.

To come back
To enjoy what I missed in a first life
Or even maybe to experience the opposite of what I had.

However I believe it just ends
There goes all family and friends,
I am afraid
Maybe I should have just prayed
However I don't believe
It would have never worked
Maybe I should just leave

What to believe
I do not know,
Life goes by so slow
When you just don't know.

Sleepless nights,
And endless days,
How is this life?
Sleepless nights and endless days it is ruining mine
Should I just get a knife?
And leave with a fine line?
Would it solve my worries?
Having no more sleepless nights or endless days
I think this is just a phase
I will look in different ways.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Jimmy Jr.

    That was one hell of a poem keep that up and dont forget many people read your poems but that was the best i've ever read