Own Villanelle : No one would wish a whole life full of strain

No one would wish a whole life full of strain
Eyes ain’t open and darkness comes too close
Why choose a future that flies down the drain

When all light falls, darkness and life constrain
Ears can’t sense trembles and no one compose
No one would wish a whole life full of strain

Light and darkness on both ends, let be rain
One can’t smell and differ hope with his nose
Why choose a future that flies down the drain

On the road and tracks stays a moving train
Can’t taste the food that feeds on, decompose
No one would wish a whole life full of strain

Please stop and end all quarrels, be refrain
Textures smooth or waxy turns overdose
Why choose a future that flies down the drain

Scream out loud cause for when you lose your brain
When you turn into a thorn in a rose
No one would wish a whole life full of strain
Why choose a future that flies down the drain