Life is an endless battle, you make life and death decisions every day and most of the time you won`t even realize how dire the potential consequences are. The battle can only end in one of two ways, and eventually those ways will present themselves to you; it will be up to you and you alone to make the choice that will bring you to your end. That is the saddest part of the battle; because regardless of whether you're remembered and loved or remembered and hated, whether you gave it your all or gave up halfway through, the time will come when the end arrives. In the last moment of your grueling life battle, your true colors will shine, and then you'll be gone.
Ghandi once said that 'everything you do in life will be insignificant, but it's very important that you do it'.
Though the battle of my life has only just begun, I have seen and felt many of the consequences of my youthful decisions, and I greatly fear the future.
I know it's coming, I realize it's inevitable, and yet the unbelievable suspense is eating at me.
The unknown outcome or result, this is what I ponder over; it runs through my mind constantly as I invision possible outcomes. A family, career, friends, a home... or a lack there of any of those things? That is the question. The 'million-dollar-question' however, is one I have yet to know.
I assume only time will tell how my battle will pan out. We shall see...

Love, hate, jealousy, pride, greed, depression, pick-me-ups, selfishness and selflessness; these are the foundations of the battle.
We all have to choose which we will live by, and which we will avoid at all costs.