What is life?
What is this thing that we have all been put in?
Is it just some game that the divine one or ones have made?
Was it meant to get worse while we were in our teens?
We all know it's not some piece of cake.
We suffer, we laugh, we cry, we destroy, we make
What is meant to happen to us?
Are we to stand by as people take
everything that we have lived for?
Everything that we have worked sweat after sweat to make?
If life truly is a game,
who is to win it?
Is there to be no winner?
Are all the players going to die,
living the game empty and forgotten?
Or is there someone or something who will surpass all
and conquer this bumpy journey?
Life can be wonderful, even beautiful at times,
it can provide memories that nothing ever will
It can give us a sense of belonging that surely wont be as strong in the life to come
Whether the life to come is better or worse than this,
no one truly knows
Those who now know, will never be able to tell us
They will be enjoying or suffering in the next world,
but we will not know unless our time comes,
and even then, we will not be able to tell anyone left on this life
There is a lot of things about life,
but all we know is that
Life is a journey
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Thoughts, feelings and disturbances {ONGOING}
RandomA collection of my thoughts, feelings and disturbances as I go through my daily life. These may include poems, discussions and rambles.