What Life Is To Me

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

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Submitted: July 23, 2014

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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.


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