by Jason Cunningham

Created on: March 25, 2009

Even without a pile of strife, life is often bittersweet;

we lose so much in a blink of an eye;

a loved one is carried away in a hearse;

a home becomes ashes after matches are used for game;

and gray hairs become more advanced with age.

Life is hardly a delightful existence,

for we lose more than just good hair;

we lose timeless love that peaks our interest for years,

but memories keep our salty goodbye in good taste,

even if empty eyes contradict the story.

Even without the thought of joy, life never stops bullying us;

we have already lost our residence, our peace of mind and more,

but this is not enough to settle our tab with life;

therefore, our souls must become as hallow as an empty stove,

so that misery can thrive in our midst .

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