May 6, 2022
if I were to die today
I feel that my life would amount to
nothing
I've spend my days
struggling
fending off sadness
and wiping away tears
maybe it's because I can't remember;
just as the bad, the good fades from view
there is no yesterday, maybe there won't be a tomorrow
then again
if I were to die today
I know that my life would mean
everything
more than I have struggled to survive
I have loved desperately, with all of my quivering heart
I have fought for my happiness
found meaning in the empty
and lived trough a day, another, yet another
so can I go on
opening my eyes
in the morning?
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