LIFE
In pain I have often prayed for death.
Prayed for an end to this miserable existence.
But there has always been this small niggling at the back of my mind,
like an itch that cannot be scratched;
that it might get better.
Hope is my sustenance.
It has kept me alive.
Yet I cannot decide whether its a friend or a foe.
Should I die?
'Twould be an end to all suffering,
But there is pleasure in suffering,
that is the knowledge.
The knowledge that few have.
The knowledge that you truly have lived.
For what is life without pain?
What is a rose without thorns?
A mere flower.
Certainly not The King.
YOU ARE READING
Life
PoetryIs life truly worth the pain ? Shouldn't I just give up on it when I know every moment is filled with a piercing ache deep in my soul. A poetry about a monologue regarding the choice between life and death. Rated PG-13 because of subject matter rega...
