Life is a riddle

Life is a riddle

sometimes a joke at the sickest level,

a battle for courage a war with the world

and yourself.

 A piece of you in reborning death

Eternal thoughts

of what have you become or lost,

a desire to find unity in us.

To feel love,

to feel pain,

yes we do know harm.

Yes we felt years of sorrow,

and experienced that absolute mere        

and joyful state, of being

wanted, liked and loved.

To be hated ,condemned and judged!

To feel the burden

of the entire world on us.

To feel those knife

planted in our backs,

to feel those angels who pulled

them out,

bandaged our souls

and wished us luck & left.

They all are heavy on the soul,

they keep coming back for more and more.

Tears we shed, for the chaos we bred,

 lies told, mischief prevailed!

We all said fuck this world,

said goodbye for sure.

 Now we accept ,the challenges that lay ahead,

 now we embrace, life how it comes ,

and how it end!

We are fighters, and these we are!