evry start has an end

evrey start has an end, every end has a start, we live life, and then we die, we start out happy, then start to cry, why, why cry for what isnt worth it, why try for something with no porpose, porpose, meaning, why we, it, us, are heer, heer, in this world, thi life, we feel the pain of the sharp blade of the knife, the knife, this is the couse of all sufering, the cold, cold, cold blade up agenst the skin, the cold, this is to discribe the biter winters of colorado, the mountens coverd in a pure fresh wight snow, snow, the cold but butifull snow on the ground at the light of the morning, mornig, this is the start of the days end, evrey porpose, evrey resone, every start has an end, we sit and wait, wait, we wait for the end of the start of the da, the end, the end is what we wait for in life, what is life, why is there life, why are we alive to live, to live only to distroy what gave us life, why, why must we cry for not knowing why, why, why is it we wait for the end rather then wait for the start, but yet at the end is the next start, we live life to live life, this il never know why, why just sit and wach the world pass us by, rather then going out to acheve life, capture what we want, is this right, is it rong, with evryday iste end of the last, we wait for thefuture raher then clame are past, the start of the day the end of the night, we wait for are porpose in life, so with evry start there mus be a end, but at the end is the start of a new day, a new light, from th end of the day, to the start of the night, we live life,