the world around

Life seems to go on with no end, as if it will never end.

For some it would be a curse, for others a blessing.

But for me it would be both, and neither at the same time.

Life and love seems to hate me, yet want to show its power.

For I see people enjoy both, and I wonder how.

In a world like this, can they be enjoyed?

A world with evil, lust and even death.

How can people enjoy anything, when there are others dying.

In front of them or not, people smile and laugh.

And I wonder how, this world is so beautiful

Yet, so terrifyingly horrible.