Decisions

We try to see the beauty in everything.

But somehow all the ugly comes out.

All the positivity is sucked away.

And all that is left is hatred.

That lovely sunflower is not to yellow.

That blue jay is now a little gray.

And your life is just a waste.

Our light was stolen from us only for another to put it back?

Who says there is another for someone?

Maybe we weren’t meant to find another?

Maybe we won’t know what was supposed to happen.

But one thing we all know for sure is that we go to one place after we die.

It’s up to you to figure out where we go.

It’s all different for every person.