WHY BOTHER
If pain is the way it always ends,
why bother?
Sometimes the joys and thrills in life,
are just too brief.
Too quickly fading into a memory.
Memories that,
also fade.
So why bother.
Can brief moments of joy,
sustain us?
Do we live,
just to experience
those all too fleeting moments
in time?
Is it worth the effort?
How much hurt until it hits?
The moments we lived for.
I'll take the moments,
no matter how brief.
They will bring me through.
Through the times of pain, loss,
and unhappiness.
So when I'm asked;
"Why bother?"
"Just give up."
I reply simply;
"Because I came here to die,
only to discover how alive I am."
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