Life is

Folder: 
Through the cracks

Funny life is.

How empty and appealing

like a story without meaning.

It brings joy to tears

And kills happiness with love.

 

How frail and weak,

when the strong fall.

Your heart will burn in the cold

and bleed from the truth.

Once it's all over,

we end in the ground,

so what was the point

of all this anyway?

 

At the very least though,

suffer, no more.

Sad, death is.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Another day another poem :P sorry if its a bit depressing lol, sometimes i have those moments.