is life impossible?

its about life i would say, or at least my description on life in a way.

if life was impossible,

then why do i keep referring to life

as something not even close to an obstacle?

if death was such a misfortune,

and it exceeds to come

as something more irrelevant as an abortion

then why does it cause so much pain?

is it capable of being the reason the sky would rain?



Has a word ever misguided you,

to the point were you feel as if the word wants to hide in you?

or deep inside of you, you feel the reasoning to commit suicide

and never be able to continue through?



if truth was ever denied in you, would your soul quit being the reason

why people are delighted with you?

or if the fact of the mater is you've never had love, would it make you want to

sin in the one from above?



if life was so impossible why am i still living this life, is it really not optable?