The Irony of Life

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There are times when I think about
In this sorrowful life, is there any way out?
A very lonely path, as cold as snow
A beaming light, will it ever show?

At times it may seem death is so near
A horrifying melody, it slowly whispers on my ear
So painful, so sad, so terriying
I was lost, am I slowly dying?

In times like this I badly need
Comfort, love, and care indeed
Not from people , like snakes, full of greed
But those with understanding hearts whom I call my friends.

Yes, sometimes life may be such a mess
But we should still feel blessed
Never should we all give up our faith
Until our very last breath.