existence

we break hearts, dreams, ambition,
we steal and murder with intention.
mockery to creation with everlasting souls,
with nothing important to us, than our own goals.
insignificant we are, but for a handful,
forgotten we dissapear, just like a mouthful.
differentiated by color we cry, claw and crawl,
laugh at each other whether we fly or fall.
regret is all we need to fall into gods bossom,
thus boasts man, but no other creation.
given a mind, the gift, the curse,
to prosper, swindle or end our existence, our hearse.
we come into the world crying,
ironic it is, how so many of shed tears while dying.
hoping agsint hope of no heaven or hell,
so death would just be sleep, everlasted just like a spell.