"Knowing that everything comes to an end
is a gift of experience, a consolation gift for knowing
that we ourselves are coming to an end.
Before we get it we live in a continuous present,
and imagine the future as more of that present.
Happiness is endless happiness, innocent of its own
sure passing. Pain is endless pain."



I Could Rise

If I wanted to I could rise

From the pain

From the hurt

I could rise and blossom into beauty from dirt


But I’m stuck in the mud

Held down by the pain

Covered in blood

And bound by a chain


One day I will rise

I will smile

I will laugh

I'll have fun without trying

And I won't have to ask


I'll be confident and strong

Happy and outgoing

Maybe you’ll see it

I’ll be glowing