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The only thing that keeps me believing in a higher being
is that I am not supposed to be breathing.
I am really defying science to as why I am alive.
I defied death for some type of reason.
I am still trying to find out to why.
All I know is that It must be important.

Something is keeping my heart beating and my lungs inflating.
Breathing is not an option for me.
Right now I know something wont allow me to fall away from life.
what this may be I really cannot comprehend.
It eats at me wondering what I am so important for.
when many never get second chances let alone a first.

I don't believe in luck.
For if i did never in my life I had it.
when I feel low i just remember that I have the privalage to breathe
why? what for? What do I have to offer that is so great the world needs?
I am wondering this everyday. I have my words. That is it.
I am a suicide survivor. I am not one to fake.
It was planned and I failed.
Glad I did now looking back a year later.
But the purpose to why still is not clear.
I just wish I knew. Why go through all that trouble
to save someone that was already pronounced dead.
I just wish something could tell me.
Its one thing I will never find out on my own.