Never Ending Thoughts(Collection of Poems and random thoughts)

long days short nights

The days seemed 2 be getting longer n darker.
The nights seemed 2 be getting shorter n even more dark.
What he didn't understand was why.
Is this what the ending of one's life felt like?
Could this be all that we lived for?
There must he a greater purpose for his life right?
I mean if God kept him here for this long,  why hasn't anything changed for him?
He was doing so good, so good at keeping his composure.
He was finding true happiness and felt like he was on top of the world.
Then it all came crashing down in an instant.
He could hardly remember anything from that day.
But why was it so blurry , yet so steadily vivid in his mind.
He knew that day he lost his mind , so where had it gone?
He just wanted all the time back he had lost.
No not lost.
It was taken from him.
Like a baby with a candy pop.
Just took right out of his hands and he could do not a darn thing about it.