So, for all thoughs people that hate sad "emo" poems, this isn't one, just keep reading, you'll see.
Just wrote this, not sure about the ending. What do you think??
Sometimes,
life is just,
exactly what you expected.
It’s hard.
You feel like no matter what,
your being pushed down.
It’s like not matter how hard you try,
you just can’t get it right,
and you always end up ashamed.
It’s painful.
People seem to have a habit
of coming into your life
and ripping your heart out when they leave.
It’s like its just not enough
to be a good person,
to live a honorable life,
because we all get hurt.
The good ones the most.
Other times,
life can be
exactly what you expected.
Life can be wonderful,
with many happy,
care-free day.
Like going to the fair,
and riding all the rides,
even the ones,
you know make you sick.
It can be beautiful,
like at the beach,
when the sun sets,
and a red moon rises.
It can be perfect,
a blissful moment
floating through time.
A glorious melody
drifting to you on the breeze.
Some times life is great,
and others it’s not.
So take the bad times
when they come smashing through,
and enjoy the good times,
when they idly wander by.
For a few moments of pure joy,
is worth a lifetime strife.
