Young as I may be, I've lived a fullfilling life. I've seen the world (most of it). Adventured on a whim and lived without regret or remorse.
But why, when faced with true loves loss and the mistakes that were made, do I finally feel remorse, finally regret? This last year has been tumoltuous at best, as I have been walking a higher path of discovery. I face my demons daily, and I live with my regret. My personal motto has been "It's all about the adventure", but as of late I have found that way of living childish.
Is it others I need forgiveness from?
Or in order to move on, must I do the neigh impossible and forgive myself?
Can a man, changed completely from what he was, be redeemed in the eyes of those that matter?
Or is it even their eyes that need to see it?
A mans journey is his own and must be walked alone; but was my journey started and completed for others, or for myself?
2007-08-19
15:47:33
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➔ Psychology