Moving On

That day, that confusing horrible day,
when everything was wrong, and nothing turned out right,
that day I was scared, more then I've ever been.
That day I realized I was scared of dying.
I was scared that there were too many things I hadn't done,
and not enough time to do them.

That day was so horrible and confusing,
and scary as hell, but I've learned from that day.
Although I'll never get over it,
and although it seems impossible,
I've learned from that day, and turned it into a little of a good thing.

I've learned that if someone has done something,
something horrible to you, that you shouldn't hate them.
Instead you should realize, that they didn't know what they were doing.
You should pray for them, that they will realize the fault of their ways,
repent, and accept the Lord. You should love them like you should love everyone.

I've learned not to judge others,
because you don't know what they might be going through,
or what they've been through. So don't be quick to judge.
And you have no right to judge them,
if you haven't been through that before.

I've learned who truly cares about me,
and I will always remember that.
I've learned that some people love me,
even when it seems like they don't.
I've learned what a good friend, truly is.
The people that love you will always be there for you.

I've learned that every second counts.
A lot can happen in a second, a life can be
ended in a second, and a life can be saved in a second.
So make every passing moment count.
Make the best that you can of life,
because it can be taken from you.

That day doesn't seem as horrible, and confusing now.
At least I learned something from it.
Maybe I just needed to learn these things, and now that I have,
maybe I can get over it, and move on.