Strength

Life is too hard. -.-

Is it really that hard to live?

To drive oneself to the edge and look over

is enough to drive anyone mad.

But some survive, and some even jump.

How I wish for that audacity,

for the nerve, for the wisdom.

How I wish my mind would stop thinking,

just for a moment,

so I could enjoy life.

How I yearn for the moment when all would cease to matter.

But that would never happen,

and my dreams will never come to pass

becuase I am weak.

And while I crave strength,

I could never force upon myself that soreness that comes after.

I could never torture myself that way,

but I'll never know what it is to live.

I'll only know what it is to be weak,

what it is to have all actions controlled by the mind,

Strength will never come.

Reviews

[PianoFiend]

@Phillips, it's actually not about that, for the most part. It's in there....a slight bit. It's mostly about my wish to enjoy life without constantly thinking about the consuquences...

[Phillips]

Sad but true. Great piece. Does this have to do with the Socratic Discussing in English? #9?