This is something I wrote very fast, like most of my poems, it's all off the top of my head. But I thought it was kind of interesting and I hope it is enjoyed, replys pls


you notice after time
of living in this life
that events are just a replica
of past days and other eras

we say no one understands us,
the pain that we go through,
but in the end of all our struggles,
we realise that none of this is true

thousands cry tears of loneliness,
because they have no friends,
people die in the name of love,
and heart akes they cannot mend

we all fall victum to this lie,
closing doors to others,
because we think they dont care,
you realise after years of hurt,
that we are in this life to share

when you look into the eyes,
of yourself and you can see,
the many scars of time,
evident on your sleeve

stop looking to your reflection,
in search of something new,
for,
it is only the end that can say,
unto himself all alone,
that these two eyes have seen,
all that is needed to be shown

And when this day shall come,
indefinetly it will,
you will finally understand,
that your pain was not in vain
that all was felt was,
simply, always the same

Depressing it seems now,
that life is just something,
a test that you go through,
not to lose your sanity

but the truth shall set you free,
when fate lets you go,
shortly give your goodbyes,
and remember first hellos

death has been tried,
but many of us before,
for,
we all live as clones,
in the eyes of eternity.