this life is not for the weak
this life is not for the heartbroken
this life, this world, is so painful
in its beauty
but beautiful it is
every scar, ever tear, every wound
a sickening beauty, impossible to look away
a beauty of broken minds
and silver hearts
this life is not for the weak
this life is for those who will fall
who will fall
who will fall down so far there is nowhere left
except to go up
to fly up again
to fly into that blinding light
that comforting darkness
this life is not for the weak
this life is for those who know
for those who feel
and kill
and hurt
and love
it is for those who have no hope
who know how much it will hurt
who know how easy it is to fall
how easy it is to fly too close to the sun
and burn out
this life is not for the weak
this life is for the damaged
the broken
the lost and alone
this world is not for those who cannot see
it is for those who choose to face the darkness
to look it in the face
and call it beautiful
this world is for those who see the pain
and give it shelter
who see the killing
and give it compassion
who see the death
and do not accept it
until there is no other option
until this is no longer their world
until they must give this world
to the new angels
this life is not for the weak
it is for those who are too strong to die