Life goes on
And I don’t know if that is beautiful
Or incredibly sad
How a life can pass
But somehow the world continues
Untouched
It feels almost as if
Life does not even have meaning to itself
Even when gone
Maybe I look at it wrong
I see it as a big puzzle where each life
A brick of its own
Maybe life is like rain
The drops fall and disappear into the ground
The rain continues even so
Maybe it’s a give and take
Maybe life takes from death and reversed
An endless cycle
I don’t know what to think
But to think how important it is
To make my own life matter
But just to me
Because after all, life goes on
Even when gone
Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 3:09 PM UTC
Life goes on
And I don’t know if that is beautiful
Or incredibly sad
How a life can pass
But somehow the world continues
Untouched
It feels almost as if
Life does not even have meaning to itself
Even when gone
Maybe I look at it wrong
I see it as a big puzzle where each life
A brick of its own
Maybe life is like rain
The drops fall and disappear into the ground
The rain continues even so
Maybe it’s a give and take
Maybe life takes from death and reversed
An endless cycle
I don’t know what to think
But to think how important it is
To make my own life matter
But just to me
Because after all, life goes on
Even when gone
