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Created: June 13, 2002 at 5:35AM. Last Revised: June 14, 2002 at 5:20PM
This isn't much of a poem. Judge for your self what this darned thing means.

UPDATED: 5-31-05

This poem is actually a promise to my self. One that I can never break. I promised to live my life, regardless of how I felt. I would never hurt my self, or commit suicide. Despite my many hardships throughout my life, I have become to finally realize one thing: There is no opposite to life. Once it is gone it is gone. I might care greatly about a special person that was once a great friend, but I can't let her stand in my way. I will continue to care for her, until the bitter end (another stupid poem, I never edited from when I first typed it). This is my promise, to keep my life, because I saw a beautiful sight. I dunno...

Life

All of my life became unraveled
as I sat in the thresh hold of my own house.
All the while watching the native birds
Ramble on in the morning dew.
I stand and wonder,
Why life is the way it is.
I begin to doubt my judgements,
My Way of life,
The person I've grown to become.
I think aloud:
Does anything even matter anymore?
All the while hating the simple fact that.

It does matter.
Life matters.
You, my love, matter most of all.

But even with these thoughts in mind,
Doesn't Life seem astray,
Lost?
Forgotten even?

I try to tell my feelings to the ones I care about most of all,
I try to tell any of the true feelings that are inside of me.
It just doesn't comprehend,
Doesn't make sense.
And the fact that I am not now inside,
Sitting, waiting, for this wonderous day to come.
I begin to think:
Life, is what it is.

My hand quivers as I write,
This scrawled text you now see.
I finally realized why I am so... so...
I don't know,
Me?
This is what I am,
And always will be.
Whether I matter or not,
I will always be who I am.

Whether my love see's this or not,
I feel I am unstoppable.

This dreadful Pain of sleeplessness, In the early hours of daylight,
Is just making me weary,
Become undoubtfully the fool I am today,
But, I keep going,
Just for the sake,
Of not ending me time on earth,
Sooner than need-be.
Ending my life is not the answer.

And no matter what any one person or group shall try,
Even if its to discourage me,
I shall prevail.

Why?
Because some one always cares for you.
Some one always think you matter.
Some one will always love you,
For who you are, and what you are.

I insist on ending this right and now,
I vow to allow life to be what it is...

Life.

And no body can change that.
My life will not be taken by you or anyone, EVER.

FOR MY LIFE IS MY LIFE! AND I MATTER!