One Last Day

Treacherous people tear apart our world,

leaving us in digressions. All trying to fix

the world, All trying to fix something that

was made wrongly, made without rationalism.

Though as all our agonies might bring down the

rain, but not the sunshine from today.

We strive to be a whole, and not a part,

working to never ever be alone, trying to

achieve the final goal, the one that matters.

The one that makes life what it is, a challenge.

It's always our goal, before our One Last Day.

It becomes difficult as we notice where our

life has been going, and we try ever so hard

to turn it around. People put us down, yell,

scream, pushing us to our own outer limits.

All we do is tear away from our life, our very

own flower, deep inside of us, petals falling,

never really growing back. We never seem to

know how the other person feels, but we always

seem to think, think we know, but we don't.

We try and figure it out, hoping it happens before

our One Last Day.

People and their memories shadow our pasts,

Then we all better have good memories, for they

follow their own paths on to more agony, latter

aggression. All into the great abyss of self

digression; of never knowing where we stand

here on this earth, never truly knowing how it

feels to be in someone else's shoes. We think that

we have been there, the same situation. But we all

have our own flowers, our own seed that we need to plant.

We hope to plant this seed, in ourselves and others,

before our One Last Day.

We all can envision our last day here, at some

point in our lives. We think of the best day ever;

no worries like our days usually consist of. Every

so often, we find something we see as perfect,

and we can see it on our one last day, there,

as if it had always belonged. What about the man

that walks to work everyday like clockwork, the boy

whose parents can't even afford a house to shelter

their son? What about all of the everyday things we

never consider? Our very own considerations, on our

only One Last Day.

One last day. The way I see it? One Last Chance.

One Last Chance to make a difference, to show the

world how it should be, how the tiniest thing can

make the biggest difference. One Last Day.

One Last Day.