Why is it that life is us humans living just to die
Just to live a life of pain and regret
Or is it suppose to be a life of happy and sad
Or maybe we are nothing compared to what lies on the other side of our tiny galaxy
Or maybe our tiny universe
There could
Be aliens
Or other dimensions
Or other humans
Or maybe magic
Or or universe and galaxies
The stars could be peoples souls
Or lost angels
The sun could be hell
Or it could be a place of fire people
Jupiter could have life under that big spot
Of clouds
The clouds in the sky could be heaven gateways
The sea could be a mirror to another life
And we'd never know because we are enclosed in our own world of hatred and greed
The End
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Poems i make at 3am
De TodoThese are poems I made that helped me express my feelings. I just make them when I really wanna cut. But instead I use words to release my stress. Hope you like it if anyone sees or read this 😅😅 Also updates will be random I think ☺❤
