Eventually,
Everything,
Ends.
That's what we're told.
That's what we believe.
But what if I told you,
They are lying to us?
You see,
To end something completely,
Is not to continue anymore,
If you ended something today,
Did you still walk out that door?
Did you go to sleep that night?
To awake to the next day?
The only thing you ended,
Was a second of a situation.
The second you used is one of many,
That are available to you.
Was it wise?
Was it kind?
To do what you did.
Only time can tell,
It's about if you're happy in the "end".
You won't know today,
You won't know tomorrow.
But some day may pass,
When your thankful for the past.
The bullshit you deal with now,
In just a moment is an experience that will teach you how,
To do,
Or not,
In second,
In a day,
That's just not going your way.
The only way to happiness,
Is through failures and pain.
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