The anquish i feel
tears at my soul
life at times
is so cripplingly bad
there is hatred everywhere
cruel lives attack those
who live for the joy
of simply living
their lives are destroyed
in a blink of time
with acts of such horror
and unthoughtful things
to think of
make the stoutest heat shadder
and the strongest man cry.
A life so awful
cannot be born alone
in solitude
with only thoughts
to pass the time
it must be shared
or worse will follow
as slowly,
remorselessly
day become darker
nights become longer
more oppressice heavy on the mind
weighting down on hope
suppressing it
crushing it
until it, dies
and when that happened
life dies too.
