-cold, empty, speechless-
Life, the constant question that runs through our mind... What defines the meaning “to be alive”? well, this morning i've given it a big thought.
For me, “to be alive” is to chose to put your foot outside the door, risk your life knowing that it is a slight chance that this is your last day on this earth, and wanting to do it tomorrow and the day after that and so on... to chose that when you turn this key of yours, walk down your path, you will come back.
If you dont want to live, then i think you are dying a little every day... But how do you know if you are living or dying a little every day? only you can make the one choice that matters.
Do i know? well today when i left my home i knew i wanted to return... Today i might just die a little or fight so that life wouldn't break me down, chose to rise or bow for the pain. My choise, my life! What do you chose?...
All i know is that “i walk and the past walks with me, it lives.”
