If I started again I could reconstruct and I think I could make the pieces fit. I could stand from afar and nothing would be missing. instead of staring at you all as if Im watching a movie, waiting for my character to make their triumphant ending, but Im still waiting, yes Im still waiting. so I will wear the scars of a life of wishing until the screaming makes my ears bleed. "live for yourself not for your fear." If we could only act as we know is right.
I know is through no fault of my own, but I still feel mad at myself for letting that moment pass. now I will
carry this on my back and learn to grow from this at the same time.
