The innocent without a voice
The weak without the power
The poor without the means
Are slaves to our lust and greed.
We feed ourselves in fine cuisines
We vast in luxury
We lust for more and more
Are we not slaves too
The tears of children
We find pleasure
The working slaves
We sold out
And the poor
We simply ignored
Hypocrites, liars, self-centred we are
The world will never change
The lust and greed in our eyes will never fade
We are but slaves to ourselves.
Oh the joy of life
No one to hear ones cry
No one to listen to ones suffering
No one around
Left all alone
Not even death has come yet to keep me company.
The day of misery will come
All eyes will weep tears of soar
All hatred of this world will be seen
My heart will rise in joy
Because it will be the day I die
And leave this miserable world behind.
There is no escaping from life but to wish upon death.
Hurt and Pain are better feelings to have because happiness only last for moment while the hurt can last forever.
Good people deserve happiness in life
While I deserve misery and death.
I love death but death doesn’t love
me.
So many times I call but he won’t come near.
So many times I go near but he pushes me away and says “It’s not your time yet!”
When will you come!
When will the time come!
The love I have for you is now pure.
Take me away from this world which I cannot bear.
O heart why are in pain
Because no has ever loved and no one could ever love you.
Do not despair.
In a few days it will be all over and
the pain and hurt will be all gone.
People plan for life while I plan for my death.
I count the days before my life will end. I try and find happiness in one of them but in the end what means it to be happy when death is around the corner.
I feel jealous when others have so much happiness in their lives.
I once dreamed of such thing but am left empty and broken.
In the end I will be glad when that day comes and I will feel no more hurt from this world.
