I’m not here to be judge, jury and executioner.
These mistakes, well they form a part of you.
Can’t be changed as past is the past.
Doesn’t mean they have to haunt all that’s yet to pass.
For errors in judgement are just the human way.
We do as we do but sometimes it isn’t how it should be.
Burning bridges when we need them most.
Often it is to protect in the face of our nightmares.
If there was a serum would really want to down it whole?
Take what you’ve become and send it out to the cold.
Knowing that you have no idea if it will be worse or better.
Sometimes it is better to just brave whatever…
May come knocking at your door.
A number will close but each makes you stronger.
Perhaps you don’t see it for an age or two.
But in the end what matters is you reach where you want to.
Mistake are plenty as those who damn.
Yet few will ever be capable to admit they are the same.
Wading through the muck all so they can sling it.
Choices are personal but rarely prescient.
Afterall this clock is ticking away.
Race where we don’t know the end.
So we stumble often incredibly blindly.
But doesn’t change that each event is a learning moment.
Don’t beat yourself for each misstep.
We all take them on this path that we are forging.
Everyone’s journey is unique.
Bare that in mind rather than brand violently.
For it is better to be kind than right.
Righteousness seldom leads to a happy life.
Live your own way.
Don’t fade or hunt viciously.
Do the best you can.
Live for you are a flesh blood being.
Human!
