The light

It's not all in our head Truth is life's a bitter sweet experience There are good and bad days There are happy and depressing days There a days when suicide seems like a friend There are days when you'll be so confused to the extent you'll probably hate yourself There will be days when you'll cry and they'll be no shoulder to lean on. There will be days when the one person you love will leave you There will be days when you'll wish for death but death will just ignore you There will be days when you'll hurt so much you will only be able to laugh, a laugh of sorrow a laugh to try to gain a flicker of light in your empty and hollow soul, a laugh that's tearing at you on the inside without you knowing, a laugh that's so forced, a laugh that makes no sense, a laugh where a "slobbered cadaver" suddenly make sense. Truth is life hurts and at the same time can prove to be very fun. The poor can get poorer, the rich richer but more depressed. The days whereby rain will be your only source of comfort and days when the rain is but droplets of water. All in all, live, live like it's your last day Don't bask in the embrace of darkness Rather embrace the light in all situations.