Life, as beautiful as anything can get
Life, the only thing that can go unanswered
Life, with nowhere to go, there is always a place to stay
Life is an abundance of love and regret, have neither and you are useless without your consent. I have no feelings towards death for it is everyone's doom, it has no meaning such as this room. The life we live is but a simulation we believe, but those who don't, always want to leave. I tried so hard to find a meaning, for my worries were that I may feel demeaning. Without giving up I pushed for a reason to live, but to no result I still have a question to give. Why don't I try harder to make a reason, why don't I try harder to find a season? See the point of life is something to find, for you to elaborate and make it divine. I give you so many chances to feel alive, but you waste them all trying to survive. Live the life you want to see, take it all in as if you were me. Be your own God, a deity as well, but make sure you find me in a place called hell. The devil as one can see us all, but without hesitation I stare with a sense of awe. The demons are in all of us, but because we are weak, they can take without hearing a squeak. Now tell me, do you believe in God, Do you believe that there is a place with a handy rod? A place without sin, regret, or charity, but a place full of people that you've never seen. Something so large and great, but a place that many want to hate. A location not on a map, you forget that you're in a trap. Hell and Heaven can be as one, a place we call Earth can be seen undone. Now the meaning of life is one to question, it might take a while, maybe and entire session, a confession of love or the birth of a child, you can take what you want but those two are mild. A loved one is one to live for, but a lost one is one to cry for.
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Life: What is the meaning?
PoetryMight you ask why is life something we must die for?