Life
January 29, 2011 -
Posted by Alicia
in Poetry
Life, is a broken soul, a broken heart.
Life has its reason why people live, and why people die.
Life, is what's tearing us apart.
But I shall not cry,
Because without life, I will have no sunlight,
I will not have sunshine,
Or a moon, that reflects every night.
Life is the reason, why everyone is a ghost.
Life has a reflection, that tells them what's their host.
The way I see it,
Is the demon inside,
Never coming out,
Always gonna hide,
Ruin everyones life,
But why darkness?
Shall we not have light in the midnight sky?
Shall we not leave the earth at the right time?
Life, is the darkness, the meaning,
the true life, is beyond the universe.
