Poem of life

This poem in explicit for strong language and mention of gore and sexual content (such as rape, murder etc). If you are uncomfortable with stuff like that, please end here.
Life can be cool.
It can be terrible.
It can be a bitch.
It can be a loser.
It creeps up on you sometimes.
And takes your soul away.
Leaving you empty and lonely.
Life gives friends and foes.
People who will be idiots.
And people that will be nice.
People that are f*cking assholes.
And people that are calm.
Life is unexpected.
No one can predict the mere futur of life.
No one can say "you shall die soon".
And when someone tells you.
It may drive you crazy.
Life is something no one understands.
It is more complicated then love.
Rape, murder, suicide, assault, racism, homophobie...
All those things exist and live.
Happiness, friends, family, loved ones, fighters...
All those exist too.
Life may be cruel.
But one thing to keep in mind.
Even with all those damned bad, evil things out there.
That make life a living bitch.
You, are not alone.
In life's terrible ways.
This poem in explicit for strong language and mention of gore and sexual content (such as rape, murder etc). It also explains what life can be to me. Please tell me if you find spelling mistakes. Thanks for reading and hope you enjoyed!