What About You: Finally Live

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It was a regular day.

Full of shining
Full of hope
Full of smiles
Full of life

Was. Just as quickly as it began, it ended.
The day quickly turned its black smog breath upon me
Oozing poision, venom, darkness into my heart
It weighed the world, and I felt it

Sucking me in
Sucking me down
Sucking my joy
Sucking my soul

And I just felt the icy blackness of it all. Cursing,
I wished death upon myself
I wished everything would end.

Then maybe I would be happy
Then maybe I would smile
Then maybe I would have peace
Then maybe I would be better

The pain sprung tears into my eyes, whispering
a voice from within me
filled with malice, sweet poison.

You are nothing
You are a failure
You are worthless
You are a nobody

The tears were deafening, cascading down my face
My scream silent, staring at death's crooked smile
it rasped, holding out its hand,

You could end it all
You could come with me
You could feel different
You could suicide

And I reached for its hand, slowly, pondering its embrace
Aching for it with my hollow heart,
but then a voice cried inside me

You can pull through this
You can overcome this
You can conquer this
You can live

Slowly, slowly, the words swelled inside of my heart,
The dark day turned its face, death trickled away
Life took its place, holding me closely, tenderly singing

You are not alone
You are not a failure
You are not worthless
You are not a mistake

And I cried. I cried, and cried
The tears were new with hope, with plans for the future
I almost took my all. I almost gave my soul away

I have made it
I have conquered
I have battled
I have lived

And I understood about life. That it isn't easy
Many will quit, never to win. Many will fail, and dream of quitting.
But many will try, try still as I have.

Trying to shine
Trying to hope
Trying to smile
And finally live.

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