MISERABLE EXISTENCE?

Full of pain

With never any gain

This life seems to be one big willful game

We tumble headlong through this maze of chance

Where our paths are littered with memories

We seldom know

Where we are going

Nor the reason for living

Life can be brutal

It can swallow you whole

A vexatious burden for some

Who know not how to live

The prolonged day to day existence

That life can seem to be

Brings both misery or hope

Depending on how empty or full

The tea cup may be

Life is to be lived

The journey that leads to death

Is varied and no ideal way exists

Live

Accept what you have

Change what you can

Hopefully you will

Figure out your life plan