Life.

I wonder why...

Why do we celebrate life, when all ends in death?
I dread having to reach one step closer to the day I depart from this wretched, forsaken, wasteland, only to go to some place which is far off worse that this.

Why do we have so much hope for salvation?
Why do we hope for a heaven when we are pretty much hell-bound?

The irony of going to church, is to confess your sins yet make false promises to change and renew, yet we are still bound to sin. We are still indulging in the false pleasures of this sinfulness. We worship and pray all the more but yet, in vain.

I wonder why, we don't say "I love you" enough,
why do we not make things all the more meaningful and worthwhile, why are we so chained to worldly things and not things which are worth more like love and faith?
This world, and furthermore, this body is dying, decaying, as it already is.

I wonder why we can't renew ourselves.
I wonder why
we can't just
live
the way we should be.

I am only 16, yet I know that at any moment now, I can just fade away.
I can seem like I have a long way to go, but what if sudden death hits me?

By then, even with such faith, I would've lost.
I only pray this, in whatever way He can
save me!
For I am already lost, waiting to be found once again.