11-25-2004, 08:43 PM | #27 |
Stranger in a strange land.
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"Living through the pain"
So much sorrow in my short life, It's put me to the point of breaking. Then someone told me something touching, And now I sit here, sobbing, quaking. So many times I could've caved in, I could have given in to the pain. But, looking now, I see the truth, The grief is what has kept me sane. I know now I can't win it all, With every win there is a loss. It tempered my ego, made me realize, That, in my life, I'm not the boss. My fate, my destiny, aren't always my choice, Sometimes there are bigger plans in store. The plans for me, and everyone else, All of it adds up to something more. I sit here now, and with wonder, realize, That, however much my grief remains, It happened then, and I still go on, I'll keep on living through the pain.
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You know, I'd put up something witty and clever right now, but eh. I'm lazy.
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