Sometimes

Sometimes I wonder what the world would be like if there was no violence, murder or any other types of crime.
Would the world be better place for me and you or would it be the same world, or would it be silent like a mime?
Sometimes I wonder what would life have been like for my family if I would have died six years ago on the 18th day of November.
Would they talk about me as if I was dead or as if I was still alive or would they think of all the good times we had together or anything else they could remember?
Sometimes I wonder if my life would have been different if I would have done things a little differently or if I did things different but still remain on the same path.
Would things be better for my life as well as those around me or would everyone be subjected to feeling my anger and experiencing my wrath?
Sometimes I wonder if I would have ever existed if my mother and father never met each other or would I basically be another human being.
Would I turn out the same if they never hooked up or would I have been experiencing a world harder and crueler than the one I'm seeing?
Sometimes I wonder if love actually exists or is Cupid playing tricks on my mind and spirit.
Would the god of love show me that love does truly exist or does this winged b*****d enjoy toying with my spirit?
As I close out yet another chapter in my life, I sit back realizing that some people you think are always going to be there for you are nothing but hypocritical ducks.
Life is also a deadly game of chess. One wrong move and the game's over. So think strategically 'cause the next move's critical. Good luck!!

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[Danielle Asher]

it is brave to put such personal intense thoughts out there. I know myself as well as so many others I know think of these things (similar anyway) as you expressed here. It is so important to question when we are brave enough to know the answers are not always what we would expect or that we may never know them. However, the questions.... that is what really helps us grow.
peace,
Danielle