Robbed

What a life…
When every minute seems dark,
There isn’t a day that passes without a tear,
Nor a smile could cross sincerely,
What a life…

A life that barely secure a smile,
Now robbed,
From security and even hope,
Dwelling in depression – the modern ache,
Looking forward to an everlasting sleep.

Each tick that passes with eyes shut seems best,
Quicker than any,
In that island of paradise,
Where everything is cared for,
The only place to smile…

This is the life of a robbery victim,
Whose hope is to end this misfortune…
or for a better prescription - eternal sleep,
Let all her pain be swept in that lovely sleep,
In eternal her pain shall bury.