In This Life

In this life, so full of pain,
Is there something we must gain,
Something there to pull us through,
A reason for these things we do?

In this life, is there release,
Is there a way to achieve peace,
Or do we struggle, day by day,
Until it's time for us to pay?

Is there an end to this addiction,
Alternative to this confliction,
How many times must people hurt,
And climb back up, brush off the dirt?

When the end is finally here,
Will we all be met with fear,
Or will be calm and relieved,
That an end to pain has been achieved?