dying for and living for

I would happily die for anyone. I would happily sacrifice my life for the life of another without a second thought. Yeah, there’s loads in my life worth dying for; but there’s very little worth living for. But does that matter? I suppose I should just embrace the fact that although it’s not a lot to live for and the temptation’s always there, there is something keeping me here, there must be something worth living for or else I wouldn’t still be here. I believe that. I really believe that. And that gives me a bit more strength and reminds me that although it all seems pretty hopeless, there are things in my life worth living for, whether I’m conscious of them or not. Please remember that, people. There are things worth living for whether you know it or not. There will always be more to die for than there is to live for, because death is without a doubt easier than life. Life is difficult and uncertain, whereas death is the one certain thing and one thing every single thing on earth has in common. Life is scary and living is scarier, but please remember that although there’s plenty to die for, there is also just about enough to live for, no matter how dark it seems. Remember that and remember that there’s always hope, no matter how lost you are or how many mistakes have been made. There is hope for you and there will always be. Take what you can, no matter how small and seemingly insignificant, and live for it; or just continue living for the sake of the as yet unidentified cause for your life so far. Because although there is no guarantee   that things will be okay, there’s always a glimmer of hope and potential for it all to work out, so don’t forget it. Your life is worth living whether you believe it or not, please try to remember that.