One moment you have everything; and the next, nothing. All gone. Thats how the cycle works. You win some, you lose some. Some dreams, some memories. One package deal. Life.
One moment you detest it; the next moment you crave it. With all your heart. With all your desire drawn into it. Life's little twists. Give up and listen. One package deal. Life.
You are jumping happy one day and torn apart the next. Shocked. Shell-shocked. As though a dementor came over you. And took you apart piece by piece. Devoid of all hope, you scamper to safety, to books, to alcohol, to the shadows. You fear the very light you lighted yesterday. You twitch to the very sounds to which you danced yesterday. You wish death. One package deal. Life.
You jump one moment and then you fall. Go up like a rocket and then drop like a stone. Zigzag. Sudden. One package deal. Life.
At those times when everything seems to end, when death becomes an elusive friend, when life is terrifying; hold on. For every darkest hour of dawn, there is a bright morning just round the corner.
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