My life,

its not as bright as the sun

nor the light,

but it stands out at night,

my arms,

they arent what they used to be,

pull up my sleeves and 

you will see what I mean,

I know i have a choice 

to pick from right or wrong


I just want to feel the pain,

the pain that goes through life,

but not just life itself but mine.

I think to myself and wonder if,

if i will change and not let life win.


to that,

it has won.


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