Love deludes.
Friends betray.
Joy eludes.
Jobs underpay.
Success evades.
Beloved pets die.
Depression invades.
You might as well die.
Dorothy Parker’s original brilliance:
Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren’t lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
Random Misanthrope 
Ouch. I mean good write, but, ouch.
Yeah, it is a bit over the top, isn’t it? 🙂
Nah, an apt description,
A vivid depiction,
Of our miserable lives,
Still, we do what we’re able,
Meet you under the table,
With vodka and knives.