Tuesday, November 17, 2009

my reason for existence....

If I didn't have something to fight against
Would I even exist
If I didn't need to make a point
What would be left to resist

My battle isn't within me
It is fighting for something much more
It is changing the path most follow
Forcing other's to question their war

It is pushing the limit to the max
Jumping the fence one last time
Making a move not usually seen
Solely craving to cross that line

It's a fight that may only end up hurting
All that I know to be true
But do I know myself through any other
Do I know how else one has grew?

So I push and I shove and I constantly fight
Regardless of what the outcome may be
This constant struggle that makes my heart thrive
Is the only way I know to be me


  1. Thanks so much for sharing. I wish I could write my heart out like you do. HUGS to ya.

  2. "If i didn't have something to fight against
    Would I even exist?" I ask myself this question every second... only it is more like, what do you live for? What's the point of your existence?...
    Nice blog, nice writing...