What Life Is To Me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic

A poem I wrote reflecting how I felt about this thing called Life.
© Sylvermyst

The image was acquired by Google images.

These words make me think of life. 

Pain, fear regret, misery, depression, sadness, anger, hurtful words, blood, tears, fights, arguments, and jealously. 

Hatred, horror, power-hungry idiots, stupidity, love, hate, worst and best, moments, seconds, test, and high school.

Trying to find my identity, my purpose, and why I’m who I am?

Why is life so bad yet so good?

I don’t want to death yet I don’t want to live.

I go on day by day.

Trying to make it, get along, but it's getting harder and harder. 

To live a life.

To  live. 

To survive each day with friends and family. 

This is what life is to me.

Submitted: July 23, 2014

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