Life poem


They tell you life is all about glamour, money, and fame. They say that if you buy those one-hundred dollar shoes you will become insanely famous, that if you buy
A fifty-thousand dollar suit you will be like James Bond and get all the girls. But that isn’t life.
Real life is watching your best friend die from a gunshot, parents doing drugs just
A room away, and there is no one to, no one to care. It’s drowning in an ocean of
Depression, sinking farther and farther down not knowing if your swimming up or
Down but knowing, dying for a breath of fresh sweet air.
And just as you hit the sand and begin to slowly sink through it and into that black
Void a hand comes down and pulls you up. It could be someone taking you to
Prom, or getting to say “I do” at your wedding, it would simply be your baby’s first smile.
These are the breaths of air to keep going. Money is just something to help
You survive in this world, the past is gone, the future a distant promise, but the present is a gift worth savoring.




Joshua