Endless NightA Poem by ShiikaMay change the title; not sure yet. This poem came from my boyfriend playing guitar one night; these words kinda came from what he was playing. Just another way God gives me inspiration to write.Endless Night. Endless fight. It's a never ending struggle, this thing called life. Always a thrill, a never-ending ride. So many options, it's often hard to decide What to do, which road to take. Even with the best intentions, mistakes are still made. It's all a part of this thrill ride. We can't escape it, there's nowhere to hide. Everyone has a race to run at their own pace. It's a constant endeavor, running this race. So much confusion, turmoil, and pain. Some wonder when life will end, Others wonder when it will begin. Some seek solace in God, others in nothing. As far as I can see, everyone believes in something. Whether it's right or wrong, we'll all discover one day Which path we were ultimately supposed to take. However, our limited knowledge makes life worth living. It's definitely worth giving; it's not worth taking. It's too precious a gift to take for granted. As we grow, we continually have more seeds planted To help us grow and blossom to maturity. To help us become the person we're destined to be. Although it sucks at times, life's still worth living. So don't try to take it. Instead try giving Yourself a chance to change for the better. Regardless of bad choices and scarlet letters That have you labeled for what you think may be a lifetime. Those, too, can be forgiven, and you can be sublime. Just take life as it comes with all its twists and turns. Just "learn to live," and live to learn. © 2013 ShiikaAuthor's Note
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