Upon thee existence, pain and suffering rested
Patiently waited
For what is life without you being tasted


Weren't you baited into smiling
Apocalyptic laughter
the one we all crave for
an impending void

Its okey to cry
He said;cry my dear ,let it all out
But ,at the back of her mind
She couldn't help that itching thought
Why all this suffering?
Why me?
Where is God
Why am I shaken
Why am I broken


When all hell brakes loose
Is there love
To match the pain
Or do we trade on hope
a desperate move
to meek at the future