Cycle.

why can life throw us on walls of bullets?

why can life extinguish the levels of our nature?

why can life tear our eyes of innocence?

why can life do this to those of such great gratitude?

we share our hearts to the glory of the greater happiness, yet life prevails.

one day, we’ll take the toll to where life is vanquished…

but why are we destined to such mundane ending.

why can life present the greater good, but leave us in disappoint.

is it the question of why? or is it the question of when?

confusion…

it’s all we are ever left in.

why…?

Keithmaynn