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weepingwoe is mewho traced your namewith my index finger,wishing more was done- wanting to back in time.weeks flew andwithered away with you;wrongs finally forgotten,wonders finally forgiven- world moves on, i can't.weak was iwhen Death rang His bellswhilst you cried out "HELP";whimpering, i waved goodbye.- why didn't i try harder... why?
EverydayHave a little faith, that everything will turn out okay. All your insecurities will fade and all your worries will shrink. Whatever's meant to be will happen, whatever life throws at you will prove your while. Life, while it can be hard, is worth living each day to its potential.For that reason, I love watching the sun set behind the mountains... It shows that I have survived another day. Another day that might have been spent hiking and getting fresh air or spent in bed, battling the negative voices that haunt my mind. I survived.Sing, cry, laugh, scream, play an instrument, write a sorrowful poem, listen to heavy metal, listen to classical music. Everyday is different - it's up to you and what you make of it.
a soggy taleas far as metaphors go,the worst (or best) isto compare life to a loaf of bread.from the moment we are bornand all throughout our childhood,our thoughts, actions, memoriesare all kneaded to form individuality.our teenage years are there toheat and finalize our mold forothers to see who we have become.fresh out of the oven,our young adulthood is toget out there and sell ourselves,hoping someone will pick us.as we age,it is harder and harderto escape deathas all things have to die.our skin gets moldyand in time,we get thrown away,just like uneatenbread.