Life sucks,

Then you die.

Hopelessness Despair and Is it that
Yawns before me Agony I have left You?
A black pit, Scream from the Why can I not
Eternally deep. Deepest parts Hear Your words
Of my soul. Of comfort?
I fall,
Unstoppable. It is written I can not
That You'll never Endure much more
Leave me Please, Lord
Oh, my God. Before I lose
Everything . . . Again.

--The Wandering Bard--