Life, short poem

I don't love life for what it is
Mostly for what it's not
I love the feel of summer breeze
Whilst walking the winter's nights
Perishing the darkness though it's not a light
Slow dancing through battlefield, yeah, it's a fight.


I love every smile noone can see
Every kind word that stays restrained
Even lie flowing around, a silent plea
It's one-way journey, no chance to stop
Slow burning of a candle
You've got one shot
Take it, or fall