10 Nov 2014
Today I asked my mum why people die. She went on about how her mother is dead and that the heart only has a certain amount of beats. I think that's twisted. If your about to do something crazy like rob a service station ask "What's the worst thing that could happen?" If the answer is live don't do it. If the answer is die do it. Nobody's going to shoot you for taking a chocolate bar so if the police come put your hood on and run. Don't get caught because then you will have to live through the consequences. Everyone sees death as a looming shadow, something ominous and something that has to be feared. When really it's just the black to the white, the night to the day, the death to the life. Don't you get it? It's a reward. If you get through life and not give up no matter what you will be rewarded. Whereas people who sit on their ass may live up to 100 but it will be a bitter and disappointing life. They won't be proud of what they have achieved but you will be. Don't give up.
YOU ARE READING
The recollection of my misunderstood thoughts.
PoetryLife's a struggle and it's hard. There's nothing you can do. Just get trough it. I hate my life. There's nothing new. But when the sun is out and the sky is void of clouds you can't help but feel a smile is overdue
