Poem -

Timshel

We all want to be saved-

from our selves.

And there is pain in the fact, 

that we will threaten and harm our souls, 

in order to feel something-

some self deprecation-

that leads us on a whim of self discovery-

that leads us to the threshold of hell, 

and then over it. 

And some of us are neither good or bad-

we simply exist in a universe of platitudes-

striving for acceptance, 

and yearning against the rites

of evil

and the challenges of good. 

And sometimes it feels like we are fated,

and dated;

but if there is life to be lived, 

there is choice in the wind. 

And you'll make it, 

because even though you have 

the bittersweet taste of endings on your tongue-

you'll survive. 

Because life is the bravest decision you can make. 

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