Second Chance

Second Chance I do not fear the destination it is the journey that creates the image unclear steps beyond our control are the reasons for fear remnants left behind as we wonder away things left undone and words still to say Standing alone separated by choices, made by hidden voices a prisoner in the places, where my memory replaces the judgments and the pressure, to conform and measure my own expectations, plans and dreams desires limitations are more crushing to me than my own high expectations To the places I am not allowed to live, my failed moments and inability to forgive leave me vulnerable to a destiny, made by others private agendas escape me one breathe can give me hope and life, I exhale and feel that I have no right I owe myself so may things, my soul cries out for fulfillment sings commitments left undone from tragedy brings, take away my heart and all the things that remind me of what I didn't say before I took myself away I hope you never have the chance to see your demise and live through the circumstance To know the changes you would make if given the chance, but to live through isolation as the rest advance and realize you are alone