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Apr 2014
If you are lucky
Sometimes before you die
You figure out your purpose

You realize why you are breathing.

Some still say life is a waste

You live you die and who knows
What's next

But while living you can't truly live
Unless you're living for something

In my case,
There's one reason
And one reason only
That I'm alive
That I'm trying
That I'm sane

There are these 6 kids
All younger than me
All look up to me
My very own blood

Everyone of them have been
Through hell and back
Have seen what none should have
They're mentally stronger
Than any I know of

They are the reason I get up in the morning
They are the reason I stay in school
They are the reason I stay away from the drugs that have caused the downfall of my family

They are the reason I'm alive.

And in living for them,
My only goal is to make them proud
Show them that if I can do it
They can do it.
I'm here to somehow make things seem okay
To make them feel safe
To make them know how wonderful they are
To make them feel loved

If I didn't have them
I wouldn't be who I am today
I'd like to think I was put here
To save them

But in all reality,
They were put here
To save
Me.
Brielle O'Brien
Written by
Brielle O'Brien  landenberg PA
(landenberg PA)   
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