I have known what its like to fall in the abyss of pain - to wallow, to cry, to entreat, beseech; to fall flat on the face and roll in the excrement of self pity and regrets.
I have known what its like to be angry - to breathe fire and smolder the vestiges of tenderness; to nip the bud of faith in the womb; to utter searing, scathing words and revel in the sharpness of my bloody nails, sinking slowly in the flesh.
I have known what its like to be bitter and unfair - to fall to lowest of the lows, just to raise myself to the dizzy, faulty heights.
But then, I have also known what it is like to smile and caress, kiss and embrace, care and dream, sing and sleep.
Isn't this life worth living?