Value

A Poem by Amberlynn Kaye

Setting here I remember...all the times I had to cry im December. Backtracking on things I thought were lost. And how I gained pain for the cost. I guess forgetting would seem easier but how will I know when I refuse to do so....Especailly when I myself feels a little low. I know things happen for a reason and that doesnt make it wrong. What makes it wrong is the fact my heart remains weak and not strong. Then I think about life and its value. Why I was here and what am I suppose to do. I am here cuz I have a job and thats alright. I will live everyday and every night. To gain that expierence and make things right. I will forget what needs to be forgotten. After all I can be spoiled and rotten. So The sentence that will always remain is live each day and touch a heart and leave a stain of value....