Dear Life,

Dear Life,
Why are you so mean to me?

Just when things looked good
you took away the ones I loved most.

Pain is all I feel these days
and it is kind of comforting

in its own unique way.
But when the day is done

and all of your so called "friends" leave you
pain remains by your side.

With its arms opened wide
welcoming you back home.

Love,
Suicidal Person