Life?...

Overwhelmed.. with feelings beyond words can express..
But it seems like the heart is losing hope, losing way.. weeping.
For why?.. Too many..
For something we call "life"?..

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Life, intended as the start of being, the start of bonding..
A symbol of something good, it's supposed to be..

But, to look at it again..
What else tags along with it?..
Pain, Sorrow.. and eventually, Departure..

Many say that for life, we should be thankful..
Probably, it is only right to feel this way..

But, my eventual thought..
Why to start being? Why to start bonding? Why to start loving?..
when all of us know, everything will eventually have to end one day..