Poems, Chatter-Chatter, and some..

Existence:

Why do we exist?

Why do we feel?

See? If there is much cruelty in the world where we cannot hide.

Existing in a world where we experience such pain and suffering.

We must not see the darkness and pain flowing on a loved ones face,

flowing through their body, and we can't do a thing about it,

Existing, is not just a human thing.

Pain exists, suffering exists,

but in this sorrow we find to forget,

that hope is near, now don't let go of it.

because that may be, the last and only thing, that you're left with.

*Lora.. for my mum.