Life
A million paths, all lead to one.
You either lived life to the fullest or wait till it’s done.
I’m ecstatic, I am scared.
Doing what I love to do with the thrill of the unknowing.
No doubt, at the end of the day, it leaves me beat.
Beat to the pulp, yet in return I conquer and defeat!
Challenges that stand against will not stand a chance.
I will take all the good with the bad, be thankful for what I have.
While I lay in bed and remember these days.
Short out of breath, and I will mumble to say.
“I was awesome today..”
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