A simple little thought

Do you think there is a point to life,
A bigger plan for us?
Or do we sit and stare, with our mouths open wide
And not kick up a fuss?

We all know that we're going to die
Yet no one ever knows how
And the years just seem to slip away,
Floating on an unreachable cloud

Do we make the most of what we have?
Cherish every second and memory
Think of the good times, not the bad times
Of all the good things that's happened to me

But if we enjoy some things way too much
They'll disappear so much faster
And I’ll be left with an empty shell
Where my heart used to reign as master

Pain and suffering become more rife
And the fun is sucked away
Dread and black fill my life
Happy was just another day

I fall into a deadly cycle
Of despair and uncertainty
Bought on by a simple fear
Of what will happen to me

The luck never seems to be shining
On insignificant little me
The good is taken away with the bad
Is that the way it’s supposed to be?

And I feel as though I am drowning
Under the weight of my heavy black heart
My lungs start to fill with water
And as I begin to depart

A face appears in front of me
One of my very best friends
He says that nothing is ever lost
And this isn’t meant to be the end


As he drags me to the surface
I can’t feel any pain
My eyes begin to flutter
And I know that I am slain

As I look upon this earth today
I wonder what could have been
If that single little thought of mine
Was never ever seen