Why?

What’s the point in loving someone?             

When deep down inside you know they don’t love you.

Why take a new breath everyday?

When that breath could soon be taken away.

What’s the point in living like there is no sadness.

When you only need to look around to see the madness.

Why live at all?

When there’s a line between reality and fantasy

That appears as a wall.

You just need to cross the wall to know.

How much people are letting go.

                                     Gracie