Dark Poems Of A Sad Mind

Life

life,
is it a gift or a curse, nobody knows
the only constant is that everybody goes
we all claim, but no one knows
what's waiting at the end of the rope

some say we'd be born anew
and others claim once we're dead we're through
but regardless of what we do
we'd all leave when our time is due

some people feel like they've got deja Vu
when they feel like they've been here before
they claim "I haven't done this,
but it feels so familiar,
I must've done this"

in some other life?

no one knows

are they up in their head?

we still don't know

but one thing that we all know,
is that this life is come and go

some weren't even born but were forced to go
which shows it's longevity, we can't control.

This journey we can't forego
the path of life we all but chose
we're forced to walk until we're cold
and find out mysteries untold

you don't have a choice, that's the way it goes
you walk until the end of the road
where death awaits like someone you know
a friend or foe,  only you would know
when you leave this plane to places unknown
and find it out all on your own