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Story of my Life

One fine morning, I realize
"I am old enough now. I know what I want".
I decide to send a message in a bottle 
To God, the only one who could get my dreams
To come to life, to spread some joy. 

He, who knew what I wanted
Gave me the same. 
As a teenager, I did not know 
How I was to handle the overwhelmed feeling
And gave way to a lot of indulgence.

Love as a feeling was my only goal 
To achieve; both to give and receive. 
Sadly, I did not know the difference 
Paving way to a lot of pit-holes 
Not knowing what was in it for me. 

Life as I knew it then
Took me through a roller coaster ride.
A ride that, till date will never forget 
A ride that changed my life 
A ride that forced me to face reality. 

A journey through the best and the worst 
A journey that made me insensitive.
A journey that caused havoc in my life 
A journey that gradually settled
Reminding me of my foolishness and wrong choices.

There had to be something I could change
A change that would never take me back there. 
That place where most of my memories
Lie low, still reminding me of those stupid choices
Blame me, but no one else. 

Change came with a "message in a bottle"
Back from him after years.
A message that pulled me back from the pile 
A pile that hurt me beyond words 
A pile that now no longer exists. 

The message made me stronger 
The message made me wiser. 
To give or to receive is my choice
May it be love or hate
For I am my own creator.  



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