Once upon a time,

hope and peace seemed to be abundant.

But tragedy can strike

and change life in a snap.

Before you can take a breath,

life starts and ends.

Awaiting a prince,

making yourself more vulnerable,

only takes up your time.

Why let anyone in?

Emotions make way for pain;

Torturous heart.

Those close will soon leave,

tearing out pieces of my being,

gone before they should be,

gone before its fair.

Young life taken in a flash.

Just asking why.

Oh why could you?

How could you let this happen to us?

What was the points of it?

What even the purpose?

Pain tears through me as I cry;

As I question.

What is existence,

but the opportunity for hurt?

For a still beating heart to be ripped from one's chest,

leaving only hollowness.

Not even pain.

What is existence,

but the opening for cruelty?

To crush the optimist,

so easily smothered.

Covered by darkness and loss.

Meekly crying.

What is life,

but the promise of a coming death?

The haunting tick of a clock

as day by day passes by

drawing away plans and time

Each day takes more.

Day to night,

nature cycles constantly onwards.

I fall slowly behind.

Chapters come to closing

until the cover is flipped.

Thus reads the end.