I believe in the power of feelings.
The evil of rage.
The sliced heart of loneliness.
The healing of love.
The terrors of life;
Pain, sorrow, and anger.
But I don’t believe in ending the story,
Like you don’t have a happily ever after.
I believe in people putting you down.
But I also believe in others lifting you back up.
I believe even more in lifting my own self up;
With patience, strength, and endurance.
And I believe that the goodness of Life,
Overweighs our splitting, soon-to-come, awaiting Death.
Even though I show no signs of it.