Pessimistic

Live your life to it's fullest.
But how great is this life
when you measure it
by the dents and scars
by unclaimed love and broken hearts.
how quickly filled this life gets with
shattered dreams and misplaced things.
how busy we keep,

chasing shadows that were never there.
wasting time catching the
falling minutes. with mouths open,
we'll drown in the rain.
open your eyes instead and see
this merely mortal life is half-way over.
the glass is half empty,
so take another sip, my friend,
we're getting closer to the end.

by unpredictable