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
Copyright © R William Standish | Year Posted 2018
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