Life, Not a Joke

by: Nehemiah L. Hemingway

This is life, and it comes with a price.
We have our ups and downs.
We have our smiles and frowns,
but the frowns do not have to remain.
There are other ways to subdue the pain
that you feel when you open your heart
and give way to that of the dark.
Questions will form because other hearts
are not torn like yours. One message
sent and another received, yet not the one
to change the thoughts
that have already started to rot
your mind. More deserved than you will
have the nerve to admit to yourself,
or anyone else for that matter.
You don't have to spend each day
broken, beaten, or shattered.
Each decision is yours; the outcome
will join you aboard this boat,
so why do you ask the Lord,
"Why me, what did I do?"
When the question more true
should be: "What must I do?"
In order to understand the lies
that have recently been in supply,
first wonder how many you are willing
to hear. There are few who care
enough to endure the load.
There are many who can’t endure
and are ready to explode.
After all, this is life and it comes with a price.