Right or Wrong!
I feel the eyes piercing the back of me
the gazes that follow me around
haunted by ghost and the living
I live with the mistakes made.
I receive the words written on letters
scratched in the paint of my car
decorated is the house and walls
With blooded anger and grief.
My past is not clean
nor will my future be.
Choices,
right or wrong
are bound to be made
and carried around for life.
It was a choice I have to live with
a moment of life etched in bone.
Puzzled memories, endless re-runs
wake me up sweating in dead of night.
But what to say to those around me
my words won’t fill their gaps
or heal their wounded hearts.
My gaze is searching when walking by.
My past is not clean
nor will my future be.
Choices,
right or wrong
are bound to be made
and carried around for life.
For now I can only make decisions
and move forward from where I am.
Without regret today will become tomorrow
carrying with the lessons I learned.
Right or wrong
sane before insanity
My choices have become
the life you see in front of you.
©Ranting Crow2014-’16
There is always a moment we reflect upon ourselves and what has made us come this far in life. It may have been wrong or right, every choice must have been the best at that moment you made it. Regret is a burden if you can’t come to terms with the decision you made and creates guilt.
Ranting Crow 