March 8, 2008 - Saturday
Anymore
Can I withstand the struggle of living? Can I bear the thought of dying? Does my spirit lift every morning when the sun rises? I think these questions should be buried very deeply within ones soul. The definition of happiness eludes me, and I'm sure some others at times. These questions of doubt in the value of life are not going to haunt me anymore. I hope for all of us with emotional baggage to be able to adhere to the previous sentence.