I’ve been told nothing is promised but that’s not exactly right.
2 days are guaranteed, the day we’re born and the day we die.
Between these 2 days is the time we call life. All the good, the bad, hopes and dreams, long story short, sunny days and cold nights.
Over the years we accumulate so many things in our mind, that by the time we’re 25, it becomes difficult to decipher and decide on something so simple as the difference between wrong and right.
See, if it’s not right for us then it’s left behind with the rest of our mistakes that we spend a lifetime trying to forget.
Yet all we really do is fill our hearts with regret, losing sight of the fact that this life we live is a gift. I temporarily forgot this and put myself through turmoil because the torture of a guilty conscience is the hell of a living soul.
I’ve experienced it myself so I know the pain this torture holds.
Now I write this poem in hopes the world will know, to hold those they love close and avoid what they don’t.
As I said once before, the life we live is a gift.
So it’s important that we accept and cherish it.
Enjoy your life for what it is.
This is a reminder to live life to its fullest, work hard, play harder. No matter how tough things get, No pain is forever.