Pain of Life

A bleak view on the concept of life i guess... Something akin to what i once felt....

There is weight on my chest... it wont ease.

A constant state of suffering... I call for help; "Anyone... Please?"

Yet my voice falls on deaf ears... None can hear the pain of ages.

The voice is now to faint... for all those but ancient sages.

Will i ever rest... or is this the only life that one can get? 

Like day or night... I exist in constant motion.

But, as though walking on air... I feel as if i never move anywhere.

Is there a God?... an entity of power?

Or could it just be... Humans' lust and instincts turned dull and sour?

Violence runs ripe... and greed creates strife.

I tread the path of life... Trying to find meaning and Eternal Hope.

Trying to bring reason... Trying to achieve more that just to simply cope.

All of my wishes... Hopes and Dreams.

They combine to create a reality... Or... So it seems.

There is a weight on my chest... it wont ease. A constant state of suffering... I call for help; "Anyone...."

"....Please....?" 

 

Author's Note

This came to mind recently and had a small story behind it.
I was quite ill as a child, but thankfully i grew out of it. To always remember those times and the strength that i had needed i engraved 'Eternal Hope' on some dog tags that i wore everyday since the engraving. Those tags recently broke, and i suppose a part of me began speculating on the reasons why i had ever got them engraved... I s'pose this is how i came to write this poem...

Reviews

[Dark Poetry]

A perfectly sorrowful write, and it's very mysterious.