Jun 17, 2004 21:26
what happens when you pluck a rose?
what happens when that rose withers away?
this pain i'm feeling
is the pain of ages.
does the rose feel any less?
do i feel any more?
pain is only death creeping up on the weak.
though pain is only the beginning
the beginning to life, and to love.
life causes love, and love causes pain.
it is life, it is love, it is pain,
it is a reminder.
reminding me i'm still alive, but around every painful thought, emotion, and action lurks death.
i still know i'm alive for this pain is within me. the pain of the rose.
it's this pain that keeps me going on living my life to the fullest.
Cory Atkinson.