? ? Whats~the~point? ? Poem by WaitingFor SomethingNew

Cut thin’ throat
And let this life choke

Whats point in living
When all ones close are dieing

Why live in pain
And have a life so plain

How could you live with the picture
That will be burned in your mind forever

Why does life even a cure?
When it’s just all so unfair

I’ve seen loved ones cry
Wondering why people have to die

Yes, we all know its just life
But still, why must you use the knife;

The knife that cuts so deep
That at night you can barely sleep

This world has become black
For there’s no turning back

For some time may stop
But to others, its just runs with hop

I’ll hold him tight has the tear shall fall
For not a word is there for me to say at all

I see his is crushed
Wonder why his friend’s life was rushed

Makes me wonder
Is there really a God in the skies we live under

For all I ever see is the rain
From everyone’s eyes in pain

Just wish there was more I could say,
But there just really isn’t much to life as of today.