Cracks Beneath the Surface

Questions of life

I never truly understood the concept of life
We wake up from the womb to learn and work to fall asleep by the kiss of death
A continuous cycle of nothing spinning like a ferris wheel
And lets not get started on how alone you often feel
Happiness is self made, no one can make your own self grown pain fade
Life just keeps on running away while you fell to the ground because you tripped while your head was down
Swirls of depression and anxiety hold you like iron fist grabbing your throat and
Time doesnt care if you were able to breath
You just have to be bold and not let your self grow old and let life pass you by
You feel as if you have to fly to catch up to life
Because while you were on the ground
Life kept moving on around you, but you werent moving in it
you thought people could make you happy and help you
But the only one that can save you from your demons is yourself
In the end its a one on one battle locked inside the arena of your own self conscious
No one can see your plea through your shinning teary eyes
You must be Independent, self reliant, and keep stumbling along the path of life just to be kissed by death
its just a cycle, honestly why were we put on this earth
Was it to be awakened in birth, be fed sweet fibs , wrapped in gold, just to be knocked out by the reality that we are all alone, then after all the pain, your lucky if you had any gain, your just 6 feet under, deteriorated into dirt, soul drifts into some abyss and thats it , goodbye?
Its really hell on earth
Even at the end of that endless cycle the question still floating around is why