What's The Point?

What's the point of being here,

       When the things we see fill us with fear?

       What's the point of being here,

       When life causes us to shed tear after tear?

       What's the point of being here,

       All the while hoping it will end with each passing year?

       Someone, please tell me....

       What's the point of being here?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this poem while feeling really depressed about the cards sometimes dealt to us in life...it was jus a way to try and release some of the pain we all keep bottled up inside at times.

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