life seems endless..

Its not relli a poem but i need to spill my heart..
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Life,
something so priceless & valuable,
the oldest since the beginning of time,
what is its purpose?
what is life?

Life,
those small little things makes life worth goin on,
worth moving on, takin steps up,
when all those have been taken from u,
its a cowards' choice,
but the main question is always this,
what is there left to live?

Life,
A loner never burdens others,
A loner never takes others for granted,
A loner must stand on his own,
Why am I weakend??
The pressure mounts, the misery adds,
the last moments of my life.. is gone..

Ever had the feeling so great,
just to shut ur eyes,
and never awaken..
all your problems are gone..
I have..