poems

[killing]

Everyone has the power of killing in their own hands.

But the question is...

What do we do with it?

We can either use it or not use it.

Some people can't handle the pressure life puts on us, and that's how they use it to escape, to escape this cruel world that has nothing that seems to catch your eye and keep going through life.

Others, well others have a different way that they try to keep moving through life. And that would be they want to know how the outcome of all of the progress they have accomplished and see how it either makes or break their life.

Those people are willing to take the risk of life.

Just hold on to that little bit of hope. It always gets better in the end. Trust me.