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In the advent of my life, I sometimes ponder whether my life bears any significant meaning.
Staring down the barrel of a gun, I ask whether the trigger can lead me to a happier tomorrow. There's no fear. No regret. Just a fleeting feeling of comfort, knowing that the bang echoed signals a finality...a resting place triggering a feeling I longed for: Happiness.
And yet, I am unable to do the unthinkable. I still remember the people around me and their jolly faces look on with confusion. Seeing a bloodied stain between my eyes would only bring sorrow to those around me. And furthermore, I always tell myself that I'm too stubborn to die. Death is just an easy way out in this experience we call life.
Perhaps my trials and tribulations may come to a close and in the end, despite the hell I've been through as of late, I need to remind myself that I have to believe in myself and walk towards a better tomorrow. So, I won't give up and let myself down...and let everyone else down either.
It's an unfortunate world we weave in our own merit. But, we live in hope.