Oh, Life
My dearest Life,
Why dost though
Push me off a cliff?

What tis the purpose
That thou seeketh
By watching me fall
To my demise

Tis it entertainment?
Tis is joy?
Please do inform me
When you have thine answer.

And, of course,
Thy push kills me not
You simply watch me
Writhing at the bottom

Life, thou art
Cruel and Fickle
A two-headed beast
That loves destruction.

Canst thou help me
For once
Pull me away from this cliff
Before I fall.

I hope you choose well, Life
Don’t let me fall
Help me! Help Me!
Sincerely, Declan