I've never seen my life the way most have. And I honesty can't tell you why it is so. Some say my life is a curse, a punishment form a mournful God. But I, think its a blessing in disuses, because as hard as my life is, I know there is a reason, that I'm allowed to breathe in this air.
My life does sometimes seem like God does abhor me. But I, like many, know there is a reason for every tear I cry, from every loved one that is taken away from me so atrociously. But can I stand and tell you I love this life, that I have been burdened to bare? No, I can not. For even though God has blessed me with a life, he has taken away from me the things that I life for.
The reason I breathe is no longer there. The reason why my heart keeps beating has ceased to exist.
So why am I still alive?
The question has tormented me for months now.
Never in all my days have I asked my self this question before that fateful day. That day changed...everything. That day when she left me forever.
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If there was no reason for you to be alive God wouldn't have created you.
You have a purpose and a reason for living. You just don't know it.
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