Life hurts …

Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak

someone strapped your dreams so high up
eyes are tired but can’t sleep at all
a swarm of black thoughts penetrates the head
everything around is stripped of color

sometimes life hurts so much

you signed the contract for life imprisonment
don’t matter it hurts you have to go-ahead
although your knees are heavily scratched
from constant falling and eternal disappointments

stand up and go no matter if it hurts

reduced-fare only for selected ones
hump and grey hair are within reach
love and respect stand up so high
for us, working-class are only sweat droplets

life hurts but is so sweet though

each of us has one life assigned
in dreams, in pink and grey daily life
some people can live a long-life
others look old when they are still young

sometimes life hurts so much