For life is cruel and death is kind,
A paradox that plagues the mind,
We're born to struggle, fight and strive,
And yet, we know we can't survive.

Life is a game we're forced to play,
With ups and downs, each passing day,
We laugh, we cry, we hope, we fear,
And face the challenges, year after year.

We seek love, happiness, and peace,
But often find the pain won't cease,
We're broken, hurt, and scarred inside,
As life's cruel twists, we cannot hide.

We lose the ones we love so dear,
And face the pain that comes with fear,
The pain of loss, the emptiness,
That leaves us...