“The wonderful Place…We are forced to call home”

Hey
I know you feel alone
In this place we are forced for years on years to call home
When I hit earth I entered hells dome
It is a scary place we all have to Roam
So I decided to write you poem
About this… the wonderful place we call home

A place where it rains
Where there’s nothing to gain
So we try an maintain
A bad life we restrain
We work hard all day
To get to that place
Where we wither away
Then suffer in pain

We get to that point
Where we wanna give up
Because during the day
Life can get tough
We struggle and cry
And at points beg to die

There is a point
Where you open your eyes
Then finally see that light
And realize
life Was just a beautiful lie

The green grass
And light blue skies
You are here on earth too
Live, love, and naturally die
One day you’ll be called back
To the heavens above which you where originally at
And on the sweet lords name thats a fact

don’t give up
You will prevail
Villains die
Hero’s excel

Just be brave
And look ahead
And hed the words
That you have read
Maybe I should listen….
To what I’ve said -Waste2304

I wrote this because life is something we all have to exsperience its not always peachy but some exsperiences such as love, family our something everybody can agree is worth living for (: