I am a man who lacks patience,
A key value many need to cultivate,
In order to live a life of freedom,
While maintaining stability.
The pains and sufferings that must be dealt with,
To prosper in this cruel yet beautiful world,
Requires much discipline unfortunately.
I understand why people want the easy way,
How far they go makes them spoiled and corrupt,
though their intentions were pure.
I myself started like that too,
but it isn't too late,
Took many years for me to realize,
What I lack is necessary,
For my Happiness.
Sure the path is long,
Full of hills that will make your legs cramp up,
as you go through the motions of each slope,
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"These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase" --My Immortal by Evanescence
The physical wounds may heal, but my cuts.... The real ones they are deeper than any cut that I ever inflicted on myself. I cannot heal from the past; people say, "Let go, that was a long time ago." What they don't know I still feel it today. I feel the pain as though it was fresh. I cannot take this pain. It is to much. The pain will kill me eventually, but when will it? No one knows, but what I do know is that I won't make it to eighteen; and, honestly, that is a comforting thought to me... I used to b