Ups and downs

by Sorefromreality   Mar 13, 2006


I loved and i lost
i lost then i found
i soared up to the clouds
then fell to the ground

my ups and downs
are part of life and death
from the time i am born
until my final breath

i suffer then rejoice
i am silent then discover my voice
i begin before i end
i am ripped, then i mend

in my life
i do alot of crying
it won't end
until i begin dying

i will live
but eventually die
i may be honest
but my life is a lie

ups and downs are tiresome
not knowing what tomorrow holds
it's like being made of paper
constantly getting unexpected rips and folds

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  • 18 years ago

    by VYXSIN

    Honestly that is a really kool poem 5/5good work