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Essay: "Nothing to Lose"by Jonathan Hooper Nothing to lose? Well my inspiration is at a low right now, I suppose it's the weather. The "dark days" have crept up again to shadow what peaceful thoughts I may have conjured in my head--my heart is empty. My emotions are hollow. You can hear the pain echo as it drips down inside the well of despair, my heart. So there is nothing really in my life that I have to lose except my life. I suppose that you have to have something that you place a sentimental value in order to really be losing something. I've never placed value in material things during my 24 & " I've been alive. I've placed my value in the hands of another only to watch them walk away with a piece of my heart in their hands while I'm left alone again to bleed a pain till I die. And what is life then when I have no one to give me reason for existence, when I find my best of comfort hidden away in the shadows of pain. Where I don't need someone to lift me up only to kick me down back into the hole that I've come to love and hate. What I'd love to lose is this pain, this loneliness and this shadow of mine, the very shadow that's followed me from the beginning. That's hurt like I hurt, fallen like I've fallen. My shadow that's all I've ever been through in life. My past. Like a faded Polaroid of some kind of existence that will never be. How many people have we walked by who've been down in life? Are we afraid to look into the eyes of another who's in pain, afraid that we'll feel their pain? So we walk on by oblivious to their pain. Leaving them to feel as though they've lost their existence. As I feel. If you reached out your hand to me I would never let go, cause I'd be afraid to lose you. When I have nothing else to lose.
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