Black Poet

Why must all we love be taken away?
Why does time have to work that way?
As soon as you feel safe and sound,
Life comes and turns it all around,
It as if life wants me depressed,
Left alone and quiet till my final rest,
Days go by and my life gets worst,
The pain keeps growing oh how it hurts,
When we were young they said it was nothing,
That unhappiness was for unnecessary worrying,
But as soon as we start are journey of life,
We expected it to hurt like a sharp stab of a knife,
We held great hopes just to be crushed,
Maybe we shouldn’t have expect so much,
Never the less we keep wishing for dreams,
That some people will finally understand what we mean,
Maybe they’ll never quite get it right,
Maybe if we wish on that star hard to night,
People will see and people will learn,
Making people stress and depress is not worth there earn,
Maybe you see as I,
Why some people rather die,
Not because life has done this evil deed to them,
But because the people in their life have condemn,
There misery and company on this person,
For this is most certain,
Life is how you see it,
And if you have happiness it’s your job to keep it,
Stay strong and alive,
And that’s my advice,
I give you my humble,
Goodbyes.