Life: A Painful Memory
I feel as if life is close to its end.
And that no one sees how I bend,
Too damn far, enough to break.
So much now is at stake.
My life could have been closer to joy,
The world has become my decoy.
I am now void of feelings,
Please recall my demons.
Life is such a painful memory.
It has become a treachery,
Of everyone who said they care.
But no one can ever dare.
To cherish a baby is something,
Not even you could think to sing,
A few words to let them sleep.
You’re their parent, so don’t weep.
Suffering could just be avoided,
If everyone loved, not pointed,
Fingers at all those who cry,
So, don’t say you did try,
For you’re just as guilty as the next.
It’s just plain written in the text,
Of that book some men call truth,
But what happened to youth?