What is the point of breathing With Every Breath You Take you fill your body with life but fills your Soul with poison with the hatred that has filled the air like pollution it is harmful to your Soul.

it is harmful to your mind and sometimes can be harmful to your body.

What is the point of speaking when most words that come out of your mouth are filled with hate like Venom we spit because we are like vipers always targeting our next prey and because we have nothing better to say.

We are wolves in sheep's clothing mean and cruel our words are like daggers to the heart making life in this world almost unbearable sometimes I wonder what is the point why do we go on?

Why do we push forward?

Maybe it's the light that shines in on us every once in a while that keeps us afloat Could That Be Love?

I don't know all I know is that I'm still here still moving forward trying to find a reason for living in this place we call life. Poem By Shelby Kathleen Nightingale