PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Caught in a never ending loop you sit to wonder what makes anything worth it. Can life be so simple, so boring, so mundane? What reason would anyone have to go on if this is all there is? What would be the reason to push on if all reason had gone and there felt like nothing left to fight for? Can you tell me why everyone looks hallow and empty? Why there seems to be no life in anyone’s eyes? Do you blame the ones that cry out for help, and when no one answers dies, or the one that hears and never helps? Who is at fault for the ones that die and who takes credit for the ones that live? The reaper watches the life of everyone and sheds a tear for the entire world. If he were to remove the hood you would see the lines of a million tears that have fallen from the creature that so many view as hideous. And what of his only friend, the Angel of Pain? Standing by the reapers side, the angel watches and tries to help all them seeking help. But who dose the angel turn to when the pain is too great for him alone? Where can the angel of pain turn to when he hurts from his own grief? Ponder on the never ending cycle of pain and joy and wonder were life will take you.