Sometimes I am asked why I write what I write.
Love, death, Suicide, rape, Hope,and so many other things. Thats easy. My life truely has been no bed of roses. I have had much bad for each one thing good that has come into my life. I wirte because I know there are ppl out there who are going or have gone through what I may have gone through or may even go through. SO to them I try and reach out. Help and maybe be helped. I have been so far as to plan my own death. Because to me Life as a teenager was not worth it. It sucked. Its amazing ow hard kids can be on one another. I wanted to die because of it, but a voice spoke to me I guess you can say. Maybe it was my imagination. Or maybe something in side me exspected a change. I can not say. But I walked away from that that day. It was not much later that I met someone. That made such an impact on my life that. I could not help but love her. She changed me. Froma man play the roll of everyone. to a man that knows and loves who he truely is. and its to her I give my thanks. No matter how bad things can get sometimes. We often forget that its only that moment. That things can change. That bad can only happen for so long before something good will come, and that is something one must remember. Life will dick you when it can, but if we just give up. Then what was it really worth. We live for each day. Never knowing what it may bring, but face it with a strong heart and mind, and trust me, you can overcome anything.
