The Life Of Poem Poem by max pike

if life is just looking for somekinda empathy
I dont know what I need to say
maybe life is just rise and dig some beautiful to stay
as a little pen dancing in a blank paper, wander in different first line
if i have suffered enough and warred with myslef but never lie
i would be rest in peace wiht out a sign of sigh
oh just a monet, fly me with my cigarette to another universe of whispers
don't move, close your eyes with me please
name this life as billions poems
a shinning pearl passing by across my lips, hang out with stars close to the windows, oh is that you, the meaning of life I can never be so tough
but now, I know im not alone anymore
im reading you like reading myself from my mirror
and you are not alone too for ever