Why dost thou live?
Life is a pointless and meaningless existence
With nothing but deaths humble embrace at the end
Boring, dull life
With no excitement to catch my eye
A true yawn fest, truly
Why can life not be more exciting?
More adventurous?
With death behind every door
Around every corner
With a grand adventure
Leading you to jump off a cliff into the icy water of exhilaration
Instead of the icy water of despair
Life, why do thee exist so?
Why dost thou not give me meaning to continue?
You taunt me
O cruel life!
How I detest thee!
How I wish thou hast never existed
About the Creator
Sara Cripps
I became a storyteller at a young age, telling stories to my younger cousins. I fell in love with the written word as soon as I could read, and never put down a good book. Stories are one on my passions. It is a passion I hape to chare.
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