What is life, when life is nothing but an existence,
When existence leads to nothing, but a stone with a name etched into it,
What is life, when you become nothing but a memory,
Slowly fading with time, a face to nothing more then words,
A place that is nothing, just empty with,
Nothing,
What is life when life is a gift with a pointless end.
Your journey to then nothing more then selfish needs to ensure a path of personal fulfilment
Is life for you,
was it a gift for your own being,
or was it one of needs due to others?
Life is nothing but a slow path to death,
What is wrong with opting out sooner?
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