i'm quite sure we all have our seasons in hell... <br />through which the metal is forged by a very hot fire. <br />we often think we're the only ones, <br />but all people at some point suffer despair. <br />it is not whether we are going through hell, <br />but what we do with it that matters. <br />we can become hardened and calloused, <br />and lose all hope... <br />believe me, it's easy. <br />or we can stand firm at the chance of all loss, <br />and be willing to evolve, whatever the cost. <br />i've heard it said that suicide is the unpardonable sin.... <br />wrong! <br />the unpardonable sin is betraying ones self.... <br />i would never choose to be where i am right now, <br />but i know there are people in even worse situations. <br />my consciousness tonight is with those who are hurting... <br />i condemn no one, i make no judgements. <br />i claim no name, or no position.... <br />other than that i am human.... <br />i feel, i breathe, i care! <br />while i do not have all the answers, <br />i am quite familiar with the questions. <br />and i choose to love people... <br />for what they are, not what i would want them to be! <br />i choose respect, equality, and the will for peace.... <br />your choice is your own... <br />good night, be at peace!<br /><br />Eric Cockrell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/seasons-in-hell/
