Eric Cockrell - Seasons In Hell

i'm quite sure we all have our seasons in hell...
through which the metal is forged by a very hot fire.
we often think we're the only ones,
but all people at some point suffer despair.
it is not whether we are going through hell,
but what we do with it that matters.
we can become hardened and calloused,
and lose all hope...
believe me, it's easy.
or we can stand firm at the chance of all loss,
and be willing to evolve, whatever the cost.
i've heard it said that suicide is the unpardonable sin....
wrong!
the unpardonable sin is betraying ones self....
i would never choose to be where i am right now,
but i know there are people in even worse situations.
my consciousness tonight is with those who are hurting...
i condemn no one, i make no judgements.
i claim no name, or no position....
other than that i am human....
i feel, i breathe, i care!
while i do not have all the answers,
i am quite familiar with the questions.
and i choose to love people...
for what they are, not what i would want them to be!
i choose respect, equality, and the will for peace....
your choice is your own...
good night, be at peace!

Eric Cockrell

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