We miss out on life,

as time goes by,

no time to appreciate,

or wonder why.

When the only thing left,

is a tired lonely soul,

and you can’t remember,

the last time you felt whole.

When your time is up,

in your most final minute,

the devil will say;

“Did you think you could win it??”

For what is life?

What is our goal?

Where are the answers,

that cleanse out our soul?

Will I ever get to feel happy?

To say “That is my…”?

Does ‘Happy’ exist?

Is it just another lie?

When life goes on,

and we’re left behind,

is there any real reason,

to run forward, blind?

We follow our faith,

with the same blind trust,

though everyone follows,

we still turn in disgust.

I turn to you now,

to say, with a sigh;

don’t let it go,

DON’T LET LIFE SLIP BY!