I find myself lost in words, but found in the same, these letters I put together to spell out my life and put my feelings in a frame. If Happiness was a Building mine would be a foundation I'm starting over and building high, for this young man will never be hovered over and belongs in the sky. I still remember laying on the side of the road with my best friend bleeding down on me and tears of fear in his eye, I could not stop thinking to myself “we are too young to die”. Still breath enters my lungs and my heart beats with a purpose, but why? Now with the second chance that we have been given I can’t help but try. I have chosen thus far to dwell on the things that need to change with out taking a step forward. Without being to judgmental towards myself I will say I was a coward. I held my troubles high and my spirits low and I was lost behind the walls that towered. So now, although I may not know what my purpose is I still fight every moment, and choose to push through the blackness and forward to the gray. Even though I nearly lost my life at 19, I thank God for the lives that he saved that day.
"AK"
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